This church bears no resemblance to the Methodist church I grew up in in West Texas. I realize that times, morals and mores change and in these times I’m grateful for the guidance of my parents and their insistence for me to keep the Word of God near ... the Old Testament and the New. It has given me great comfort and kept me fairly sane over the last two years with the loss of my wife, my mother and my brother. And it’s a handy desk reference. ;o)
God Bless you xzins. I’ll be praying for the church.
I’m leaving it, Liberty. I just can’t defend, special plead, argue any more. It just breaks my heart to do so, because I know everything is so rotting and in need of burial.
I am so sorry for your losses, Liberty. Sounds like it’s been a very hard two years.