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That Time I Realized I Was Not Made For A Holy Roller Church
Belief system is one thing, trying to fit in is another
I wrote an article last year titled, 4 Reasons Why I Believe Introverts Do Not Belong in the Church. This piece will expound on the complicated reason why. I have no qualms against this church, and they were nice people, but I soon realized that in my efforts to be authentic, my need to fit in overshadowed that.
This happened between around 2005 or maybe 2008(?). I became part of church where the woman pastor was friendly and insightful. I will never bash her name or anything because she is important and in my heart and I still consider her a dear friend. Her church was non-denominational, and they were not concerned with fashion — “come as you are”. She cared more about the Holy Spirit, as she should. She showed this through prophecies and kindness.
One thing I noticed on day one, is there was a lot diversity career-wise: SomE parishioners were military brats, others were bankers and blue collar workers. Most “caught” the spirit. Often.
As I sat there, ready for the Word after wonderful praise team songs, suddenly a beat will catch. A Word would catch. Someone would jump, do that signature dance and shout. Tears flying. Words flying. Sweat flying.
