Migration
Today we left our church. It really wasn't anything personal, or doctrinal, but a whole mess of little things that eventually made it seem like the right thing to do was walk away and find something closer to home, something that fits a little better.
This might seem like nothing much to some people, but my faith - and along with it, church - has always been part of me for as long as I can remember. Today during worship I actually cried, because these people, like it or lump it, have been my family for the past five years, and now I'm just walking away?
There were issues, most of them minor, nothing by itself enough to seal the deal. But I just kept remembering things...this is the pastor who performed our wedding ceremony. These were the people who were some of the first to ever meet Mary. If I have another baby, most of them will never know about it. I exchanged hugs and phone numbers and promises to stay in touch, but we all know how these things go.
It was time. It was so time. And maybe it won't be permanent. Maybe we'll look around and realize where we were really was the best place for us. But for now, it's not, and we're moving on. But I feel very adrift right now, even though I hadn't felt right there in a long time. I don't know where I'm supposed to be anymore, and that's kind of scary.
This might seem like nothing much to some people, but my faith - and along with it, church - has always been part of me for as long as I can remember. Today during worship I actually cried, because these people, like it or lump it, have been my family for the past five years, and now I'm just walking away?
There were issues, most of them minor, nothing by itself enough to seal the deal. But I just kept remembering things...this is the pastor who performed our wedding ceremony. These were the people who were some of the first to ever meet Mary. If I have another baby, most of them will never know about it. I exchanged hugs and phone numbers and promises to stay in touch, but we all know how these things go.
It was time. It was so time. And maybe it won't be permanent. Maybe we'll look around and realize where we were really was the best place for us. But for now, it's not, and we're moving on. But I feel very adrift right now, even though I hadn't felt right there in a long time. I don't know where I'm supposed to be anymore, and that's kind of scary.