Fictional account of life events of a poor dumb bastard trying to be in the world and in the Truth at the same time.
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Aisle Seat
It's kind of a weird afternoon. The people who would otherwise be in my area have either moved away or they are working from home or they are not in the city. So I am almost totally by myself here and I'm feeling the lonely. I feel tired and sleepy even though I shouldn't be. I got plenty of sleep last night. But I'm doing that thing where if I stare to long at anything I zone out and start imagining conversations in my head that are so real I can almost hear the voices. This is bad.
My doc keeps asking if I am considering suicide. I have let her know that it is a constant thought which is at times more prevalent than others, but since I have been considering it for at least 45 years now, I think it is very unlikely that I'll follow through with it. But days like today bring on the thoughts as I despair. I don't serve God. God destroys the wicked. So I think God will destroy me. It is just hard to imagine the scenario where by I return to God. I am kicked out. They entire executive team for the congregation has been replaced. None of them know me nor to they seem at all concerned about finding out who I am on those few instances when I do show up at the meeting.
I read about reinstatement in the org book. I need to do works befitting repentance (read go to meetings and study and pray) for several months, a year, or more. Well first things first. I need to get to the meetings consistently. That will be hard enough. I have begun to notice that when things happen badly at the meetings I don't want to return. The last time I was there I got trapped in the row of seats by someone on the aisle who was talking to her friends for at least 20 mins before she moved on. I usually sit against the wall and away from the aisle to be inconspicuous. But given how it works out, I am thinking about going back to sitting on the aisle. Of course I would have to fget to the meeting early, but that is not generally a problem. It is getting to the meeting at all that is the problem. Especially when there is a bad experience at the meeting such as being stuck sitting for so long.
So I am considering just going rogue and sitting on the aisle. Reading the text as I wait works well to kill the time available when coming in early to get a seat in the back on an aisle. I'll try this next time.
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