Weekday church

Plymouth

Yesterday, I went to the noon "Feed Your Soul" jazz service at Plymouth Congregational Church. I used to go regularly, but then I got on a client project with a standing Wednesday meeting that conflicted and I just fell out of the habit. It's a short service designed to get you back in the office by 1:00pm. Rather than a full sermon there is a briefer "meditation." Each service has a theme. Yesterday's was, basically, not losing hope in the face of world events today.

It felt good to be back. Church is one of those experiences that seems to be imprinted on me, though I am not currently a member of any church. I struggle a bit with the community aspect of church. I was very involved with a church at one point, only to get embroiled in some odd interpersonal dynamics. It wore on me and so I drifted away. I still feel badly about it. I am normally a loyal, stick-with-it person. But I think the issue was also one of the church itself - the denomination specifically. Plymouth is UCC, the denomination I grew up in. My parents had a very low-key approach to religion so I luckily have no baggage at all there. We had to attend through 8th grade confirmation and then we could decide on our own whether to attend.

The Wednesday noon service at Plymouth is easy to slip in and out of. Maybe someday I'll feel ready to join a church again. Maybe Plymouth is that church.