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If The Church Stopped Judging Perhaps I’d Go Back
I haven’t gone in years but I pray every day.
“You really should start going back to church.”
It’s a line I’ve heard more times than I can count.
It doesn’t matter how many times I respond, nor how many times I offer up the same reply. Sooner or later, I’ll be told this.
Perhaps what I say in return isn’t satisfactory. Most of the time I receive a head nod and an “I can understand that.” But apparently, they can’t, because I’m continually prodded with the same off the cuff, seemingly out of nowhere yet they’ve been waiting to say it comment.
So I’ll continue to offer the same reply.
“I’ll return when I find a church that is truly judgment-free.”
The thing is, I might not go to church, but I pray every day.
I’ve Felt A Disconnect
I’m not sure at what point in time this happened, but a disconnect took place. A small, hairline crack. I didn’t even notice it until it had grown into a near-complete fracture.
The messages offered didn’t resonate with me. Instead, I found many to be blindly given. About world events, the minister knew nothing about, or about places a minister had never visited. But I wasn’t…
