“Even after several years, I’m still a guest here.” It wasn’t the first time I’d had this thought on a Sunday morning at church.
God knows I’d tried to plug into the life of the nondenominational church my husband and I had attended for more than three years. But one Sunday I had an epiphany about why I felt like a perpetual visitor. The insight came as I read the announcements for coming events. These included:
- A Mothers of Preschoolers year-end luncheon
- Information about a family campout
- A plea for Vacation Bible School helpers
- A plug for a men’s summer kick-off barbeque