Sweet Presbitry

Today, I went to AMKPC. I talked to my leaders about what I felt. They advised me that if I wasn't growing, in this church, they recommended me to go to the church I could grow better in. I know you may think it sounds harsh but actually they said it very nicely to me. So, I guess this is it huh? God is calling me to another church? Shall I transfer to Trinity now? I don't know I'm just so confused and heartbroken. Heartbroken not because my church has abandoned me but I am abandoning my church. I guess I foresaw this, I just never expected it to happen.
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My heart was breaking within me as I made this poem, to the tune of "Sweet Hour of Prayer"
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SWEET PRESBITRY
Sweet Presbitry, Sweet Presbitry

My roots have grown so deep in thee

You were a guide a home to me

I always found my God in thee

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Yet in the years I hoped to grow,

I nary found a single soul

To laugh with me and cry with me

My deepest secret to bear with me

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Sweet Presbitry, Sweet Presbitry

I could not find one with the same zeal as me

And now I long for another Tree

I beg thee do not cry 'Adultery!'

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Yet I cannot bear, for me to tear

myself from you my tribal share

Yet I found God in yonder elsewhere

So cry me not, my dear, my care

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Sweet Presbitry, Sweet Presbitry

I pray you'll grow well without me

You may forget me but I will never thee

Farewell, Farewell Sweet Presbitry

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Farewell,

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Farewell,

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Sweet Presbitry.