Dear Mr. Church: I wanted to formally let you know that I Don’t Want To Go To Your Church.
I don’t really understand the God thing and your rules make it even more difficult to understand.
I know you say come as you are, but let’s not go too far because you really don’t mean that. Don’t you really mean come as everyone else in your building is?
Mr. Church: I really don’t understand this God thing and when I come through your doors and try to sing, for some reason the elevator just doesn’t go ”ding” because I just don’t get this whole God thing.
I am out here doing my thing, you know all the stuff you church folks call sin… No matter what I do I just can’t seem to win.
I’m out here doing my own thing and wished I knew of the God whose praises so many people sing; but in my mind the elevator just doesn’t go “ding.”
Dear Mr. Church: I want to find God, but I don’t know where to search, to the best of my knowledge I can find him at your church. Mr. Church, I know that your people will look at me funny and simply just want my money. They expect me to dress and act a certain way and they will keep me in your service all day. They will make a scene if I’m new and beat me up with all the rules until I’m black and blue.
Dear Mr. Church: I Want To Know God, but I Don’t Want To Go To Your Church!
Non Church Attending Searching Lost Hungry Far From God Guy/Girl