I went to church. I’ve only gone in the city once since I moved here. I go when I visit my mom but other than that nothing. The strange thing is all my life I have been such a church girl and even all through college. In college all I did was go to church, class, work, and home. I enjoyed going because the church I went to had programs and activities geared towards college students. They really emphasized teaching the bible instead of preaching fire and brimstone you’re going to hell.
Anywho, the church I went to yesterday was ok, but I made the biggest mistake ever. I though all churches were up with the times, but I quickly learned that all are not. I made the mistake of wearing pants to a church where clearly women are suppose to where skirts. I was beyond embarrassed. I looked around for a single pair of pant besides my own and couldn’t find one. I thought because the title of the church had full gospel in it meant that it was a fairly new church that wouldn’t care about such a thing. I told my self to wear a skirt because you never know, but it was entirely too cold outside. So after I sat down I felt like everyone one was looking at me thinking “look at that heathen”…lol.
Yeah I know it was all in my mind. The other thing that was weird to me was about half of the women wore doilies on their heads. I couldn’t tell why, I wasn’t communion Sunday, so why? And the last thing is the service was entirely too long and start really late. They started at 11:30am and I left at 2:30pm. Notice I said I left
because they kept on singing and dancing after the benediction. I was taught never to leave before benediction. So, when he said it, I clapped to an additional song and felt that I got what I had came for and so I left.
The singing was good, the preaching was good, and the church is close to home. But was it good enough to make me wear a skirt in the dead of winter? I’m not so sure about that especially when my mode of transportation is public transit. My mom laughed at me when I said I’ll go back when it’s warmer. Until then I’ll keep looking.
Because I love the church that I went to in college so much nothing else compares to it, not even the church I grew up in. Then comes the realization that I’m not in college anymore, so I can’t expect to find the same things to interest me. And the other thought was why was I going in the first place? Was it to seek knowledge or was it just a social activity for me. I think both which I don’t think is bad, I met great people in the process of getting closer to God. A win win situation.
Ok I promise the next post will be about fitness.