Now I agreed to go, very excited to have been invited (1) because I love when people want me to take pics and (2) because i was honored that she wanted me there.
I was walking in....expecting to attend "Church".
What I actually walked into was a dimly lit room sprinkled with faded blue lights, full of people, and VERY loud music. (((like--- electric guitars, and a drummer....in a box?!? Why oh why, is he in a box???)))
I listened. I observed. I was taken aback by the way people were speaking out and clapping.
I am Catholic.
We do NOT clap.
I am used to a BIG brightly lit church, one with stain glassed windows, and full of Men dressed in robes.
I was seated with an open heart and an open mind.
Willing to take in what the experience had to offer.
I left feeling....uncertain?
The experience had be, different. That's for sure.
But, my babies seemed happy and contented there. And especially for Gavin, this is a BIG deal.
I went home and spoke with Sean.
Maybe we will adventure their as a Family ourselves and see how it feels? Who knows.
I miss going to Church and feeling like it mattered, rather than it just being an obligation.
And unfortunately having an Aspie kid who tics and twitches and needs a little bit of understanding... My good 'ol friendly St. John's isn't quite the match my family needs.
I mean, God made us all. No matter how Aspie or Un-Aspie we are! And I think He expected us all to grow and evolve as our society does... Is it really a bad thing to add texting and technology to the service? It's certainly something I'm not used to, but maybe something that is more suited to mine and Sean's unconventional lifestyle.
A second trip, perhaps?
(((Maybe even just to figure out why they shove the drummer in a box!!! LOL)))
Hmmm......I guess we will see!!
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| :::::Regardless, what REALLY mattered about my Sunday-Church-Experience::::: |
HAPPY DUNK-DAY HEATHER
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I've been everything: Evangelical. Methodist. Catholic. Ambivalent. Now I'm a practicing Presbyterian with a Buddhist streak.
I ended up going back to church at the insistence of my mom after B was born. I chose the church in town that looks like an Italian Villa because it looked like an Italian Villa. ha. I have been really happy there, though. My openness to other cultures and philosophies has been welcomed, and I can get behind the message that the congregation is living.
Mostly though, L has been wildly embraced there. I've heard from many Mamas whose perfectly imperfect kiddos have not been included, valued or welcomed in their congregations and I have had the exact opposite experience.
If in your church home explorations, you and the fam ever want to come with me, let me know. It's usually just me and one of my kiddos (they alternate weeks because I am not fool enough to try to bring them by myself and M does not choose to come with me.)
PS--Happy Dunk Day to Heather!
THANK YOU COURTNEY!
I may just take you up on the offer to tag along! :0)
I love this!!!!! i know that my church is unlike any other and i appreciate you giving it a shot. i could give you a million reasons why i love it but it isn't about my relationship lol it's yours:-) thank you for being snappy and having an open mind. and thank you, courtney!!!!!!
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