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I even talked to people afterwards!
Nov. 13th, 2007 08:05 am On Sunday I went to the evening service at GWAC.
I didn't deliberately turn up late, and I didn't give up and leave early. I listened to the sermon, and didn't roll my eyes once. I didn't get really frustrated during the songs, or even wince at the dreadful "everybody needs compassion" song. I didn't start writing fiction during the notices. I didn't start mentally composing rants about anything that was happening.
For the first time in seven years, I am enjoying church. It's freaking me out, slightly.
I didn't deliberately turn up late, and I didn't give up and leave early. I listened to the sermon, and didn't roll my eyes once. I didn't get really frustrated during the songs, or even wince at the dreadful "everybody needs compassion" song. I didn't start writing fiction during the notices. I didn't start mentally composing rants about anything that was happening.
For the first time in seven years, I am enjoying church. It's freaking me out, slightly.
