Tuesday, March 01, 2011

In Search Of

Over the last several months Beloved and I have been church hunting.

It's an arduous task and not one for the faint or weary.

We've visited local church after local church. One managed to actually open the Bible, kudos for them. Another had a rockin' concert feel to it. Still another was friendly, but not soul stirring.

Me thinks we are asking too much.

A house of faith should be just that, a home. It's a place where everyone knows your name. They see your warts and love you anyway. In my view, it's also a place where they feed the poor, love the lost, nurture the ill and hold fast to who Jesus is.

I don't want to squabble about music - It's too slow. It's too fast. There aren't any hymns. It lacks contemporary worship.

I don't want to be the youngest member.

I don't want to be the oldest member.

I want a college group for Girl.

I want a group of women who aren't catty, clicky, snobby, or self absorbed.

And I think I know just where to find this perfect church...
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I think it's called heaven.

Sigh.

3 comments:

Travis Erwin said...

In recent years I have transitioned from anti organized religion to a person who has spent the last 18 months in classes to convert to Catholicism. I will be baptized at Easter vigil this year and it is all due to finding just the home you described. never though I'd become Catholic but it sure feels right now.

T. Paine said...

Travis, congratulations!

Annie, I have heard it said that if one does find the perfect church, don't join it, for it will no longer be perfect! :)

I know my church is weaker for having the audacity of accepting a sinner like me into its congregation.

Island Rider said...

Keep trying. You will find one. The church we go to is not perfect, but it felt like home from the first Sunday we visited.