I woke up an hour before it was time for church. I didn't want to miss the service today. I missed going to church and just woke up feeling the need to go.
I wouldn't relate it to how I felt after that night but I dressed up and got ready for church. Dad made us attend The Trinity Church whenever he was around. We stopped going for a while when The Trinity Wall street decided to start a three-year revival project to reinforce the worship experience. As a result of the project, the nave of the church was closed.
While I was scrolling on my phone I checked on the update and saw there was going to be a joint service at St. John's Chapel. I looked at the time of the services and decided to go by 8am.
The rest services looked strange because I never attended anything other than the normal
