We are so weird

So I normally blog at the end of a prayer shift, but I went at the beginning this time. I woke up this morning with a distinct thought; "If God isn't real, we are the biggest group of nutters in the world at this moment".

Think about it, we are sitting in a basement yelling, dancing, praying, talking to an invisible God. I have some friends that would think that we are certifiable at the moment.

All of that doubt lasted until the moment I walked in the room. At that moment, I knew I was with the eternal again.

This thing is so weird and so true.

I love it.