A Churchless Sunday

Today was a churchless day, but not in a bad way, if that makes sense. Im currently in between churches, technically ive moved into my new house in Hertfordshire, but i came back to stay at my mums house for a few days so i could help out (and boy has it been a busy week!). So even though i had mentally prepared myself to be at a new church this sunday i was quite happy at the thought of going to Hillsong one last time but that didnt really happen. Let me explain, you may have noticed i've been a little down lately, which sucks but is a part of life, well when this was going on even though i have fantastic friends who are always lovely i didnt really feel like i could rely on anyone for help, people unfortunately let you down, even though they dont normally mean to. Well God doesnt .... (im not an idiot this isnt a new revelation). Anyway i've been asking God to give me opportunities to help people, because i like to help people, it makes me feel happy and perhaps its a good opportunity to show Jesus (?) and i often wonder if my actions are selfish so to be able to do things to help others in an unselfish manner (which in retrospect might be slightly contradictory because helping people makes me feel good ....) Anyway i've been asking for this a lot and i imagine God reacting like my mum does when someone offers to cook dinner, something along the lines of 'SURE!! knock yourself out!' followed by a quick exit from the kitchen, but maybe without the kitchen part .... i cant really imagine God having a kitchen. So basically Gods been throwing a lot of opportunities my way, one of which was clearing out my nans loft, which might not seem like a biggy but there was so much stuff up there and it all had to be shifted so the council can put insulating stuff down to save on her heating bill (which is a good thing because shes not rich and energy prices are going up like crazy), so it was me and my cousin Barry (whos very strong by the way - i on the other hand am not!) covered in dirt and dust but being thanked by my nan for a job well done. So this was this morning/ afternoon and by the time i had got home with some food shopping and lent Eliot my last fiver so he could go out with his friends i realised i was, 1. gonna be late for church and 2. too poor to get the train anyway, so no i didnt get to go to church today but of all possible reasons i think that was a pretty good one.