The problem with feel-good churches is that it doesn’t feel good after you’re dead.
I have gone to Catholic Church every Sunday for 49 years. However, I was visiting a friend a few years ago and had gone to mass Saturday night. Sunday morning the family said you join us today. My six member family got in the car. We were guests after all. So off to mega church we went. I had only gone to non Catholic Churches for weddings prior to this Sunday. We arrived and were welcomed and band playing. Readings were read. The sermon I have to admit I remember it to this day. It was presented on white board and spoken very understandably. Do I remember the homily from 3 days ago? Hmmmmm. However, even though I remember that sermon from years ago, I still got the feeling the whole thing was over the top fake. Haven’t shaken that feeling to this day.