12 March 2005

Haven’t been going to my church lately.

Since I left Vacaville, my family stopped attending Vaca Valley Christian Life Center. Mom has felt disconnected from it for years—actually, since she went to Israel for six months in 2000 and nobody from the church checked up on her. (Their manner of checking up on her was to ask me, “Hey, how’s your mom?” Such is missionary life—out of sight, out of mind, thus out of money or prayers.) She admits the only reason she attended was because I attended.

Thus whenever I’ve been in Vacaville since last August, I’ve attended The Father’s House with my family. It’s got a great worship service; and I know a few of the people there (namely, friends of my siblings and former VVCLC members).

My trouble is this: I feel if you don’t like how your church is doing things, you don’t just pack up and leave; you do something about it. You contribute to the solution. I have gripes about VVCLC, but if I don’t contribute anything to the solution, I don’t feel I have a valid enough reason to gripe.

But I can’t do anything about it until May, so I’ll just have to leave it alone until then.