Apparently, every 2 weeks at church #3, they have a night where they picnic/get a bite to eat/something involving food, and then they walk around the area praying. Obviously, this is not something in which I’d want to participate.
This time though, they decided to basically start out by having a party at the pastor’s house, grill some hot dogs, roast some marshmallows, etc. I seriously debated whether to go or not as I’d be extremely uncomfortable during the prayer time…and I felt a little weird about the idea of ducking out just before the prayer time.
Well, I decided to go ahead and go, and not care about leaving early…much of this has to do with how welcome I’ve felt in the pastor’s home previously. And, I actually had a really good time. I apparently am feeling more at ease with these folks though, as I noticed I let a couple of minor swears fly out (hell, damn, pissed, etc) without even realizing it. However, no one seemed to balk at it.
I’m also amused that already I’m considered like “one of the guys” Hahaha. Some things never seem to change.
