Churches

I am slowly coming to realize that I am post-church. I like going to church to sing in the choir and hear a good sermon. I don’t need the church for anything more: potlucks, circle dinners, or book groups. My musical interests, while they arose from the church, are now separate from it with the exception of choir. In fact, using graduate school as an excuse, I now only attend when the choir sings. But, grad school IS an excuse. I get more out of my quiet Sunday mornings at home than from church. With the exception of the RE minister, I haven’t heard a decent sermon in two years. And now that I’ve seen the really ugly side of church politics that included a board member shouting an obscenity at my husband in my living room, I am just ready to walk away. I know, of course, that no church is perfect, but I expected better from this group. But–remembering that there is nothing worse than a fundamentalist liberal–I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.