24/08/2026
I never imagined that one day I would stop going to church.
There was a time I used to love church. I loved going to church like it was literally my second home. The day I missed church service, whether it was midweek or Sunday, something just didn’t feel right. I served in a unit and I loved doing God’s work. That was my own way of giving back through service, and I genuinely enjoyed it.
Then one day, everything changed. I lost the zeal to go to church. I honestly couldn’t explain what happened, but I just stopped feeling the need to be within the four walls of a church building. Anytime I tried going, my spirit wouldn’t connect. I would sit there, listen to everything going on, and still leave feeling empty.
It got to a point where I decided to start worshipping from home instead. I followed services online, listened to the Word again and again, worshipped, prayed and spent more time with God privately. Surprisingly, something began to change. I started experiencing the presence of God again. My spirit came alive again, and I started enjoying my time with God in a way I hadn’t experienced in a long time.
But the strang€ thing is, I never went back to church.
Not because church is bad. Not because I believe people shouldn’t go to church. I still believe in fellowship and I still respect the church. I just haven’t felt that connection to physically return yet, and I don’t want to force myself just because that is what I used to do.
So why am I sharing this?
Because I know there may be someone who is experiencing something similar and feels guilty about it. Maybe you used to be deeply involved in church, you used to serve, attend every service and genuinely enjoy it, and then suddenly something changed and you don’t even understand yourself anymore.
I’m not saying this is how everyone should live their Christian life. This is simply my own experience. For me, that season of worshipping from home helped me reconnect with God in a very personal way, and it reminded me that my relationship with Him is more than just showing up in a building.
I’m still figuring things out myself. I’m still seeking God, still learning and still growing. And maybe one day I will walk back into a church and feel that connection again. But for now, I’m grateful that even in that season when I felt disconnected, God still met me where I was. ❤️
Enjoy a pleasant week!