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This past Sunday, I tried out a new church. We need to find something closer to our house. The church we currently attend is 30+ miles away and has over 3,000 members.
I found a medium sized Baptist church in the neighboring suburb. I decided to scope it out first by myself.
Although a bit nervous, I strolled in the front door trying to act like I belonged there. I went to the Welcome Booth and cautiously, quietly told the kind, 50-ish couple this was my first time there.
“Well, what can we help you with?”
My mind went blank and honestly, I said, “Um, where’s the bathroom?” Without laughing, they directed me down the hall and to the right. Then, after asking a few questions about the nursery and preschool rooms, I ventured off on my own. The nursery looked secure and well monitored, as well as the preschool area.
Once in the sanctuary, I grabbed the first seat right by the back door. I just wanted to blend in. Having come from a such a large church, this smaller setting was a little unnerving. I felt like everyone was looking at me.
The service began and after one contemporary Christian song and one hymn, they instructed us to greet one another. I shook hands and said, “Good morning,” to a handful of people. Then, I spotted the pastor. He was the gregarious one with salt and pepper hair, cheerily making his way down the aisle and towards the back. It quickly occurred to me he was headed right towards me. I looked forward and pretended not to see him. See, in our semi-mega church, the pastor is more of an icon than a real person, actual contact is rare. Before I knew it, the pastor was beside me, offered his hand, and warmly wished me a good morning.
The message was sound and biblically based, practical and relevant. I found that the time flew by. Once we were dismissed, I headed for the door. And to my surprise, there was the pastor again. He was shaking everyone’s hands as they exited. When it was my turn, I told him I enjoyed his message. He said, “Is this your first time here?” and I said yes. He said he hoped I enjoyed my visit and looked forward to seeing me again.
I’m looking forward to having DH and the boys come with next week. I’ll keep you posted on how it goes.
Have YOU ever had to search for a new church?
What do YOU like best about YOUR church home?