There’s been a lot said recently in the blogosphere about church attendance. I’ve scoured the various articles looking for a hint of a chance that someone understands my situation. A few have hinted at something close, but there really has been nothing that explains the depth of torn emotions I have on the subject. In the end, everyone seems to say the same thing: “yes, church is broken, yes, it can be hurtful, yes, it’s not at all that it should be… but you have to go because, well, you just need it”.
Something that doesn’t seem to be getting addressed at all is this: what if I KNOW I need it, but it has become such a painful, scary, uncomfortable place that I am no longer able to even attempt to participate? What if I WANT the community and the bumping up against different people with different opinions, but I CAN’T, I mean physically CAN’T go? I have usually discovered in life that if I have a feeling, I’m not the only one. So it makes me think there must be others out there like me.
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