I Tried Church Again for the First Time in Years
and it went about as well as you’d expect
I spent over an hour “making my way downtown” last Sunday in London via train and the Tube and by foot to a church I had some previous experience with (visited it ten years ago).
I didn’t have my hopes SUPER high; but of all churches, I thought this one might have some love to give.
Why? Because when I was leaving fundamentalism, a church in Charlotte gave me a safe place to land, taught me that God actually is Love, and that we can hear his voice PERSONALLY.
That church was started as a clone of this London church.
And in Jacksonville, four hours from me, they had planted another clone. I used to drive up there and back several Sundays a year. Brutal. But I tried.
Anyway, I know Covid lockdowns have been disruptive to many congregations.
Also, as a preacher’s kid I have Much Experience in Church World. I’m not expecting perfection.
I was relieved and proud of myself for getting there with my little Oyster card and my backpack. EARLY.
There was a little tea/coffee/water/pastries area with a few people gathered around. YES. This is about hospitality.
