Let me explain.
It’s not that I don’t like my own Church. I do. I don’t think that there’s any other creed that I could accept almost entirely.
It’s just that I have needs.
I’ve tried to fill these needs in other ways, like blasting CCM on my iPod while driving, all the while ignoring the funny looks I get from passersby. But my hands have to stay on the wheel and my eyes have to stay open, or I’ll be meetin’ Jesus a lot earlier than either of us has planned.
I’ve watched some preachers on TV, but for the most part, they’re nuts. I say that with all due respect to nutso televangelists.
I’ve tried reading books, but there’s only so much you can get by proxy. Sometimes you just gotta do it.
So, I asked Sewaa at work today which church she goes to. I need to do this with a friend, so I don’t feel so alone and strange. I know I’ll feel strange, but I don’t want to feel alone.
The Catho-Mormon stage has been dead for a while. The quasi-Mormon stage just hasn’t been working. Maybe a Mormoncostal balancing act will be just the ticket.
Now, I know some of you are probably wondering why I feel the need to blend. Why not just dump the whole Mormon thing once and for all?
Well, there’s this nagging little thing I like to call a testimony.
There are things that have been God-whispered straight to my soul. There are precious few things I can claim to know, but those few things I do know, I know beyond any doubt. I just can’t deny them.
And why not blend, if it brings me closer to God?
Isn’t the closeness the thing?