A Church for Agnostics
I am a deeply a-religious man. Have been that way for a long time. But in my present crisis, I am flirting with embracing faith. Not in the traditional sense, but I am conceding faith as a cornerstone of human existence is a good thing.
In my search for solace, I ran into a fledgeling church. A young charismatic minister leads a small congregation. The call to faith that caught my attention was that she was embracing people that traditional more of christianity rejects. So I went.
Today, her congregation was accepted in the wider body of the church she represents. It was an emotional proceeding for her. I was very happy to be part of it. Her words always move me. I think she speaks from the heart, and there is something about her words that reach my core.
As part of the ceremony, she gave her congregation keepsake succulents. ( Pictured above). I kept one as a symbol of my fledgeling commitment to heal and self-growth.
I met a man there who was also into Mountain Biking, and we exchanged numbers. Maybe I will hang out with the someday. Its breaking the mold. I would be hanging with a family with young kids, while on my own. It could be refreshing.
Sorting clothes for the under-privileged children.
Before I went to church, I spent about three hours volunteering. It was at a consignment store which was going to donate some clothes to another charity that I had worked for.
The deal was, that we help them sort through a warehouse full of clothes, and in return they give us the small percentage of clothes that the consignee had designated for donation.
It was an interesting experience. I know I want to do more to help people. Especially looking for opportunities to help the poor, the homeless, and the dying.
I feel enriched in my soul. Tomorrow is a brand new day.