So, the church didn't fall to the ground, lightning didn't strike and my shoes didn't melt today. Yes people...I went to church. No one died and no one got hitched. I went because Josh, Raquel's beau, asked us if we wanted to go. Seems his church is so big, it had to move to a bigger place and after a year of remodeling, it was dedication and party time. What could it hurt right? Let's just say, it was an eye opener. Growing up we were never forced to go to church nor were we taught about any specific religion..therefore, I always went with my girlfriends and they're families to their churches...more specifically, Catholic. I married into a very Catholic family, baptisted my daughters in the church and married in the exact Catholic Church my in~law married in. Needless to say, I am pretty used to the rituals, symbolism and bru ha ha of said religion Which brings me back to the eye opener. This was a "Christian" church. Not sure if there a several types of Christian churches but this one was so casual...next time, If I choose to go again, I'll try to remember to bring a bathing suit...that's how calm and cool and pleasant it was. Instead of the traditioan scarf on the head, and button up shirts and suits, I saw flip flops, shorts and jeans plus there was a party after with games, activities and food which is always an added bonus in my book. I always wondered about the appropriate attire. Wouldn't you think that God didn't care what you wore and that he was just happy you showed up? There was a band, a very good one with actual people who had talent, there was a slide show that was provocative yet, comical and a sermon that made sense to me. What?...No guilt, No damn nation and no worries...hmmm!
I'm not one for formal religion...I'm more of a spiritual type...and yes, there is a difference. But like I explain to Raquel....If your comfortable going, you like the people, pick out the pieces of the sermon that make sense to you and your happy with your choice....then what can it hurt?
I'm just Sayin'