Welcome to my Sunday morning worship experience. As many of you know we are in the process of looking for a church. And church shopping can be equated to threading my eyebrows in my book. Although I have never actually threaded my eyebrows, I have seen people in the mall do it. And it looks painful. And I saw smoke. Which always leads me to scream, "Help me baby Jesus. Help me Allah. Help me Tom Cruise. Use your witchcraft to get the fire off of me." Sorry, I digress.
But anyhoo, I liked the actual church SERVICE. The kids liked the class. BUT there were forty eleven people there and I felt lost in the crowd. I could come and go every week and no one would know. Which then leads me to ask, Do I come every week to see people and build relationships OR do I come for God? And if it is the latter, do I care if anyone notices?
I think the answer for me is BOTH. I need fellowship and accountability and relationship and PEOPLE. And there are LOTS AND LOTS of people. But we had to take a shuttle from the Traveler's parking lot to the church. That's how many peeps are here.
But the worship and the service were applicable and Christ centered and gooood. And IJ looked down and said, "ARE YOU TAKING PICTURES IN CHURCH????" And I was all like, "There are soooo many people no one will notice."
Then he made me raise my hand at the altar call. I was all like "Save me Baby Jesus."
I kid. I kid.
I think we might go back. Maybe. Possibly. Would you?