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I guess this just comes as a part of life. As you go on in life, you find people you like and you spend a while with them. But sooner or later, you must part ways and travel different paths. I'm finding I don't like this at all. There are a good handful of people at church I want to keep as friends, and it seems like the only way to do that is to continue going to a church that I'm not being fed at. I haven't really been fed since I left the high school sunday school. Mike is an amazing man of God, and he has been one of few who can present the actual Bible. not just a picture of the bible or the bible on a post card in the back of the room.
Not much luck finding a church in Cleveland I like because they all seem to preach a picture of the bible and not the literature within. I've heard preachers go an entire hour in a heated sermon without ever quoting or referencing the bible once. It's just as frustrating as having scripture watered down and faintly visible in all the church jargon.
So I'll keep looking for a place to call home. Somewhere with friends and good spiritual food. I want to be able to worship without being guilt tripped into playing the music. I don't want to close that door completely, but at the same time, I don't want to be shoved through it.
Sigh. I think I'll take up Laura's suggestion of City. It's a good middle ground in distance, and I can wear jeans. hmm...perhaps the second sunday in jan.
Not much luck finding a church in Cleveland I like because they all seem to preach a picture of the bible and not the literature within. I've heard preachers go an entire hour in a heated sermon without ever quoting or referencing the bible once. It's just as frustrating as having scripture watered down and faintly visible in all the church jargon.
So I'll keep looking for a place to call home. Somewhere with friends and good spiritual food. I want to be able to worship without being guilt tripped into playing the music. I don't want to close that door completely, but at the same time, I don't want to be shoved through it.
Sigh. I think I'll take up Laura's suggestion of City. It's a good middle ground in distance, and I can wear jeans. hmm...perhaps the second sunday in jan.