Finally made it to a church today. We tried last week, but got the directions wrong, and by the time we figured out where we should have gone, it was too late.
But this week we made it. It's kind of weird, picking out a church. I've never had to choose my church before--always went before to one my family went to, or one where I was on staff.
We went this morning to "A church for all nations" -- a non-denom gathering that meets in a rented strip mall space--it's a plant about a year old. It was a group of about 40-50 people, a number of families with small children, representing at least 10 countries--mostly african, but with Indian, Russian, Haitian, and a few others. I enjoyed singing in a variety of languages, and with African influence with drums and energy. It was a bit chaotic, but not disruptive, with kids coming and going. I ended up playing with Andrew in the back during the sermon, but the message was solid, Biblical, and painted a hopeful picture of what the church could be. Geared mostly toward newer converts getting their spiritual footing.
I don't know that it would be the best fit for us long term, but it was definitely a refreshing worship time, and we even found out that the (co?) pastor, who is originally from India, used to live in Waterloo, and has been to CVCC. It's a small world.
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Welcome to the world of church shopping. Hope all is going well with you and yours.
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