What do you Love about church?

[chic]

I always loved the candles. Our church had row upon row of votive candles we could light for our special intention prayers. I used to think the blue ones were holier than the reds ones because of the virgin Mary and the devil and all that but I loved the idea that MY special intentions mattered to my church so much. I was eight. I didn't know the realities.

We cannot light candles in churches anymore. They light by electricity which is not the same at all. But the smell of incense is wonderful and I like the stained glass windows too. It makes me feel more holy and cheerful all at the same time. I feel a profound sense of quiet in church, like no one will interrupt. Maybe growing up a Roman Catholic has made me this way? IDK.

 

[VaughanJB]

The history, and much of the architecture.

 

[PeppermintPatty]

I’m an usher now, in fact Head Usher. I tell the old ladies they look nice and walk them in. One of them asked me out, lol.

Well that’s even better. What a kind person you are. Is there a future date coming up?
I’m just kidding with you.

 

[Aunt Mavis]

Well that’s even better. What a kind person you are. Is there a future date coming up?
I’m just kidding with you.

Nah, she’s my aunt.

 

[Nathan]

I am your opposite. I am repelled by cathedrals. I prefer a small local church where we can come as we are, without having to hide our true selves. My church is a multipurpose building which serves different groups of people participating is various activities, not just on Sunday, but every day of the week. We have a community garden at the front and behind the main building, a child care centre and eight small units for seniors whose financial means are very limited.

Although the congregation is small, we work together to build the Kingdom in our neighbourhood. This is what I love about my church.

 

[Alizerine]

I once liked the quiet time before the service when the organist played a medley of quiet hymns.
Then we merged with another church and it was more like a dreadful takeover.
The new minister wanted to put her stamp on everything. On her birthday she wheeled a giant cake with balloons down the center isle.
I no longer attend but I still participate in the social programs.

 

[Gary O']

What do you Love about church?​

A good part of my conversion happened in church
a few years back

Wrote about it soon after;


Didn’t happen today, yet still....it made me happy today

It’ll make me happy tomorrow if I think about it

Awhile back, wife and I went to church

It’s refreshing, sometimes, to attend a church

Sometimes

Anyway, there was a song service
I don’t sing
Can’t
Tried
It’s not considered singing
So, there I was, mouthing the words.

A few rows back, a middle aged gentleman was singing his heart out.
A tenor, I believe.
I also believe he was a butcher by trade.
Cause he was doin’ a job of it on that song.

His voice, his voice literally hurt my good ear.

Seems there were several stanzas to that hymn.
He got louder with each one.
At the last of the chorus to the last stanza I looked back...

Had to

There he was, tears streaming down his face.

The sun coming thru the ornate window did not shine on him.

Yet,

His face....beamed

He wasn’t a good looking guy

He literally wrecked the hymn

I’ve seen a lot of beauty
Alot
In nature, mostly

But this

This

Was the most beautiful thing

I have ever seen

It gave me a joy I never experienced

I won't soon let that go

 

[Warrigal]

I liked singing in the choir until I was kicked out of the group. I was accused of only moving my lips and not actually singing. All true but…

As a teen I wanted to be in a choir. My class was required to sing in end of year concerts. I was, and still am, rather short and was always placed in the front row with instructions not to actually sing. I was only allowed to mouth the words to avoid putting the other singers off key.

 

[oscash]

I can remember when our boys were little, and we took them to church every Sunday. One day one of the church wardens came over to my husband and asked if he would take the collection plate around. As he was coming towards us the eldest son, who was 6, said in his loudest voice, "Has daddy got a new job?", which bought a smile to many of the congregation. Children say the darndest things.

 

[davey]

I always love that moment when I step out of a noisesome exterior and step inside and close door, Often I am alone and it is magic - just me and my God. It is like always trying to be the favourite child and getting dads/moms attention first