Keep meeting together regularly

Today I didn’t go to my regular church that I’ve been to every week since it started in Easter 2010 (except for being sick or away).
I’ve not felt supported by my pastor (who knows about my SSA) or my local support crew, who also know. We’ve had 8 pastors in 14 years, so we’ve not had a great run. I don’t find the current pastor to be giving any encouragement for evangelism or having compassion for the lost; he hasn’t been vulnerable and shared deeply of himself, so everyone is hiding behind their “good Christian façade”; in 14 years I can only recall 2 talks on sex or with much application for our sex lives. 
But even all that wasn’t getting me thinking about church. I was thinking about my kids and keeping them in a stable strong youth group. 
So when Doug said he wouldn’t continue to drive across town to my church, but wanted to find a more local church to where his kids went to school. That’s when I started thinking about my church, and other churches. 
Today we went to Crossroads. My church’s parent church. It’s week 3 of a 6 week series on the Image of God, and each week they have a vulnerable story from a person or family who’ve faced tough issues: whether to abort a baby who could not live without an umbilical cord, life with a child with extremely high needs, anorexia, and in two weeks my friend will share his story of life with same sex attraction. 
People were having real authentic conversations over coffee, and I had 4, and 3 of us prayed at the end. 
No fake Christian veneer. 
I think I’ll go there on weeks I don’t have to take my kids to church.
Crossroads also run DivorceCare. Their next course starts in 10 days. It clashes with my regular Bible study group, so I’d have to stop that to attend DivorceCare. I haven’t been vulnerable with that group about my childhood trauma issues. They’re just aware of our marriage issues. But they’re all single young adults, except for the leaders. They only pray for their university assessments and job applications. They pray for me when I’m there, but there’s no community outside of the group time. 

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