Story for Today - A Day In Church

This year, I find it difficult to go to church every Sunday. Even though I didn't go to church on the other Sundays. When it comes to the first Sunday of the month, I take it as a must to go to church because I feel that it is always right to start a new beginning with God and end it with God.

However the reason why this days I do find it difficult going to church is because majority of what is said beginning from the readings down to the preaching of the Gospel is in Hausa language which I am not good at hearing or speaking.

For this first Sunday of November, I went to church in a remote village. In the church, I felt so happy despite having a serious misunderstanding with my girlfriend the previous day, but the moment I stepped inside the house of God, it was like receiving a spiritual accolade.

It was morning Mass that I went for, and I like going to morning Mass, so I will be home on time and attend to other things. I stayed in the church till the Mass came to an end before I left the church and went home.

Upon reaching home, I enjoyed myself in household chores activities, after which I then prepared jollof rice and ate. However, I plan on visiting my favorite restaurant during the day so could get some snacks and drinks but I didn't later make it to the restaurant.