I’m having a problem.
I’m not going to church.
It’s very bizarre. It’s like I have a mental block or something.
My prayer life is better than it was. I’m reading my Bible every day. I’ve read it cover to cover, and now I’m reading it in chronological order. I’m involved in an online Christian bookclub that does Bible studies.
Why can’t I go to church? Literally, on Sunday, I don’t think of it. We have a church. We like the church. It’s one of the few near us that actually lists the Bible in their Statement of Faith (which is just sad, in my opinion.) We don’t feel it’s doctrinely unsound. The pastor hasn’t said anything hinky. The people were lovely and welcoming. Joseph liked the kids’ church.
I can’t understand it. Any thoughts?
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