I think I’m about to join a church. Do I believe in an all powerful being (a.k.a. God)? Not really – but I believe in community, hard work and the miracle of human interaction. I’m looking for a group of people who get together, have potlucks and help each other through good times and bad times. I figured out that that is pretty much what church is, so I went off looking for one that I would like.
I started looking for a church about 6 years ago, right after Vince was born. I went to the Unitarian Universalist church and the Quaker church, both in Austin, TX for a few weekends – it kind of wasn’t the right fit or the right time.
The UU Austin church talked too much, the Quaker church didn’t talk enough. So I stopped going. I didn’t do any more searching for 5 years.
Now that we are back in the States, I found the local Unitarians. I went to a a month of Sundays by myself; they were a fun mix of family, singing, meeting and greeting – lots of kids, lots of families, lots of older folks.
Last week I brought Vince to Sunday School (!) and sat in on his class, where they talked about ecology, recycling paper, saving the Earth and did a Maypole dance.
He wants to go back.
I have to say, the other reason I’m looking for a church is so I can find some folks who will be part of Edda’s community of friends which is separate from her school friends.
Everyone has been enthusiastic about Edda joining Sunday School, I just have to work on my own nervousness.