I went to a really bad church a couple weeks ago.  And it made me wonder why people go to really bad churches.  But then I forgot to write about it.  And so now, after returning from a healthier church experience, that title from two weeks ago is still on my mind.  So I've just decided to use it.  Even though it doesn't pertain.

I've been on a bit of a church hiatus.  Nothing against a particular church, per se, but more so have just been enjoying the space and permission to explore what "church" might be in the first place.  I've dabbled in different known congregations, as well as simply showed-up to completely unknown ones.  (Like literally, I just get in my car and drive until I pass a church with a relatively near-by service time.  I've done this twice.  Once was amazing.  Once sucked.  They both served nutter-butters after the service.)

"Church" is the most fascinating and sad and hopeful and hopeless concept to me right now.  Not sure what that says about me (probably that I'm a nerd and a seminary student), but for whatever its worth, its teaching me a heck-of-a-lot about God.  And I like that.

Later.