Who are they telling?
After visiting almost every single church in the Triad over the past year and a half, I felt a little guilty reading this article. Maybe it was me? Maybe it wasn’t the worship, or the pastor or the church missions.
At the same time though, I know that feeling I had the day I sat in a chair at Cornerstone Summit. I was SUPPOSED to be there. Me and the church were made for each other. Beautiful union. And I relished it.
I know that that feeling can exist again. I just know it.
Never, ever have I even considered getting up in the middle of a church service and leaving before; until this year. And I did exactly that. If I see a family with children and the thought runs through my mind “I would never raise my children in this church,” what in the world am I doing there?
I do believe God has an amazing church home for me. And I’m going to figure it out.
In the meantime, I have two really amazing leads.
Revisiting the church from last Sunday again with Shanice & Kaitlin in tow this weekend. Very excited about the possibilities.
It doesn’t seem so crazy to me to want a church that honors the sacraments, has a formally educated pastor, worship that’s alive and an opportunity to really get my hand’s dirty in service. Seems like a perfectly reasonable list of desires and I have all the faith in the world that He’s going to cash-in on that for me!