Church is usually alienating for me, but today was painfully so and I’m sinking into existential despair. There was a guest band selling CDs in the lobby, ignoring that Jesus would flip their table. Then there was a guest speaker (did the typical staff get lazy?) that preached that good people watch Fox News, don’t pay attention to “fake research,” though didn’t cite sources for his own “research,” and rambled about “true disciples” vs. “converts and cultural Christians whose kids and grandkids are going to hell.” The worst part is that my parents got super emotional listening to this man, and I feel like they’re about to take another sharp right turn if you know what I mean. I feel horribly trapped and scared.
Once you’re an adult
Well, legally, I am, but semantics. 😛
you’ll rarely have to get roped into going to church again.
I know, but I’m terrified of completely breaking my parents hearts. With the way my dad texts me long messages every morning filled not only with Bible verses, but Jesus fanfic, I know for a fact he’s going to constrantly ask me if I’m attending regularly, and probably expect me to be active in Baptist campus ministry or whatever, and probably hound me about that too.
You’re a writer, a for now write a story about hypocritical church goers. Make it a comedy, or a horror, or something like that. Then you can enjoy church on the level of looking for something to write about.
I’ve tried, and try again often, but I always write myself into corners and abandon stories frequently.