Working on my relationship with my Higher Power.
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I grew up Catholic, like Catholic school 1-12th grade, Altar-Serving, Rectory-working Catholic. My mom is also the queen of “Catholic Guilt.” I stopped going to church in college and it wasn’t until a year I to my Measuring Life journey did I begin to explore churches again, but this time not Catholic. I was living in Alabama & a coworker’s husband was a Methodist preacher. I liked John so I figured I’d like him as Preacher John too. I was right! However his church was like 40 min away & I knew I couldn’t make that drive a habit so I explored other Methodist churches in my area and found one I loved. They had great contemporary music. I love all music & being able to sing awesome praise music & listen to a great band at church, SCORE! I attended there for a year before I moved up to the DC area.
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In 2014 after 18 month of living in DC I decided to church hop again & found another Methodist one I really liked, it was also a very laid back service, the music was okay, but the Preacher was great. I attended for over a year, but life got in the way.
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We’ve lived in our current town for ~2 years & I had been curious about churches in the area & did a bunch of research, but didn’t work up the courage/make the time to go until this month. My Sunday’s have been pretty tied up lately, but I made it to a Saturday late afternoon service Labor Day weekend. It was quite traditional & there was a substitute preacher filling in for the new preacher who joined this church in June. I was disappointed & saw it as a bad sign, but after the service one lady encouraged me to come back to see the new Preacher & since I told her I like music she said come to the 10:30am service. She didn’t pressure me, but just wanted to tell me it had a different vibe than the service I was at. So today was the day I had time to go and wow I’m glad I did.
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It was a great service with good music & a laid back feel that I am most comfortable with. I also really liked the Preacher & the message. It was less about letting go of “stuff” and more about letting go of the baggage that weighs us down. I’ll def be back!
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