Yesterday I decided to try a new church on Easter with my family.
We arrived just before ten and left a little after 12:30. You heard me right folks, 12:30 pm for ONE service…and it proved to be pointless every minute I was there. In the 2 1/2 hours I sat in the sanctuary we worshiped for an hour (3 songs…for ONE hour…over and over and over), the pastor read 4 verses (which he didn’t even talk about) and I got my yearly dosage of denominational church bashing. Apparently because I grew up baptist I am “going to hell” and “don’t understand the resurrection” at all. Bitter-sweetly, my little brother (who refuses to step foot in a Church) LOVED it and wants to go back next week. Luckily, my home church…Trinity Vineyard (in Down town Atlanta) was my saving grace. I spent the afternoon with my family and the latter part of the evening at my favorite church family.
How was YOUR Easter?