October 16, 2011 by Heather
When you move to a completely new place, finding a church you really like and want to be a part of is… difficult.
It is just like dating.
It even has all the awkwardness of dating.
Like on the first date you get to know the basic stuff about each other (small talk, blah) and it usually feels painfully forced unless it is a match made in heaven, which it rarely is.
You wonder if he’ll call.. and of course he does because he is a persistent little booger and wants you to be a part of, well, him. He even sends things like Subway gift cards and stale pound cake to try to win you over, to make him stand out from all the other possible fellas you could be interested in.
Then there is the post-date analysis. Did you like him? Is he your type? Do you want to commit? Did he have clean fingernails and smell good?
It’s just funny, really. Because with churches, even if you see a pastor you’ve met at church and tell him you’ve decided to try other places, what can he say? No! I am the only one! I love you more than him!
Needless to say, we haven’t found our perfect match yet. And I know there is no such thing as a perfect church, but there is such a thing as finding one that fits you and your needs and beliefs and makes you feel, well, home.
Then there’s Andrew, who still wants to go back to the Lutheran church because he thought it was cool.
I think he just liked the communion juice. 🙂