As I am sitting in church and I do love my church but the sound system is one part I despise at times. While again in a service last night, the sound was so loud that it hurt plus it was hard to hear the words. The singers are just
screaming in the mics, it seems. I assume it is the sound controllers or bad mics are all combined. Maybe they think the louder it is, God will hear them. All these thoughts enter my mind as I am trying to cancel out the sound.
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any times I know the pastor gets frustrated over the lack of involvement from the congregation and perhaps this is why. Too loud and we cannot make out the words and hard to get past the pain to worship. Will he listen? Will others listen to comments made? Probably not. I’ve been there long enough to know it goes in one ear and out the other. Could be because they cannot hear anymore due to hearing damage. It won’t be long until another sound system is purchased in hopes to make it all better. Odds are because they have blown the amps out.
I find it funny that when the singing stops, I do say hallelujah. I just find it annoying as I would like to sing and worship but it hurts and the desire to stick my fingers in my ears is a constant thought. I wanted to go to the sound people and tell them to take it down a notch or two, please.
Anyway, I survived and others also as I see many look at one another with the same thoughts of it is too loud so it is not my age. I just do not understand but a common occurrence through the many years being a member and only getting worse. Perhaps we need to have a hearing screening done to prove the point there is a problem. Or perhaps if many had hearing aids, this would remedy itself.
Okay, thanks for ‘hearing‘ me out through this rant. Time to get flesh colored ear plugs. Until then, Hallelujah will be said but in a sarcastic tone, not spiritually. Lord, forgive me.
I had the pleasure of being a mother to two awesome boys. When I was growing up, I always thought I wanted a girl. I knew with my husband being from a family of all boys, the odds were pretty good for another boy. I decided against a third child due to caring for my parents while having toddlers. I was overwhelmed. Two was plenty and a joy but also hard work, as they keep you on your toes. I was responsible for these two and I hoped and prayed I would be a good mother.
before their marriage that I will lose him as a son and he was correct. Still, it hurts.
In having boys, I have to wonder and sometimes fret over my age, if I will need care or a nursing home. What will happen? I certainly hope my daughter-in-law loves me as much as I love her. I am in the role of watching others in this position and if the boys step up to the plate in caring for their aging parents.
volunteered one to sign up and go to and for all things, weight loss. No doubt, every lady in this classroom was feeling the same. Thinking and feeling, just another attempt of a losing battle, my weight.
While that spoke to me on a deeper level, of peeling back the layers, it was when she said that Satan was afraid of you (me). That hit me big time. He has big plans for someone in this room and Satan does not want you to feel confident and grow in the Lord. I took that all personal and that is a good thing. I do have an excitement within and joy of what the Lord is doing in and with me but times come that this is crazy thinking. I think not. Like I mentioned, I have worked hard and pushed through a lot and some hell and I believe there is a new me about to happen and while Satan is afraid of me, I think I am afraid of me, too, in a good way. 
