Should I stay or Should I go...
It's been hard to stay because everyone is so disgusted and it doesn't even feel like church. But, we decided to stick it out until the new pastor came.
He's here now but I'm not sure I feel any differently.
I hate the music. They plan the drums and try to clap (hello, we have NO rythm) and there's this one woman who I'm afraid might actually pop out of the choir loft because she's so overjoyed.
It was so bad on Sunday that I actually walked out.
Now, isn't church supposed to be where I feel better about my week, I have peace and solace away from a world filled with loud noises and angry people?
That's not what I'm getting.
I've spent the majority of this week being stressed out about what's going on at church. Things over which I have no control but still am worried about.
I'm worried about staying, I'm worried about leaving, I'm worried about where we would go if we left.
I guess I'll be waiting on the Big Guy to send a sign. He's pulled through for me more than once so I know He'll clue me in on this one too.