Soon After Topnotch And I Moved Into Our Current Home,
We Went Looking For A New Church Home.
The First Church We Went To Asked Us NOT To Come Back !
What?!!! That's terrible! I do not understand how anyone who believes in a loving, forgiving Diety can also so wholly reject their fellow man. We changed parishes because, during Easter season, the pastor told me ”you are the spawn of Satan. Your thoughts and ideas aren't welcome [here]”. I don't know what cause they gave you, but for me, I had privately told the pastor that I didn't want more Latin, which is what he was pushing. As a result, he kicked me out of the choir in a very public manner, used me in several homilies, humiliated me in front of my kids (scaring them in the process), denounced me behind my back to the choir, and threatened me with lawyers.
Some places just aren't a good fit. We tried one parish, but the ceiling was too low. Supposedly built like Noah's Ark. The Noah's Ark restaurant didn't even make it. Anyway, this parish was comprised of characters. Not characters like country people. These people proudly wore their character. At a costume party, or some international state event, this would have been fine, but I'm not into plumage at church. Then the pastor started on politics. In point of fact, I think everyone there agreed with him, but I don't want to hear politics at church. Not a good fit for me.
I think the key words are ”church home”. Honestly, I'm having a hard time feeling like any church is home.
Apparently, OMG stands for Our Monthly Gathering. It's a dinner. Tonight, in fact. I had a very different idea of what the expanded acronym OMG was.