One Thing I Miss About Church is....

[The Grand Nudger]

Easy, the girls.  Shame ridden, entirely confused, and completely convinced in their own fallen, lascivious natures.  Their parents and their church had all but taken their panties off before I ever showed up.

[Lemonvariable72]

I am an highly eccentric person, which is something I love about myself. But church people tend to be folks that like conformity, so I never really fit in there.

[lisah]

Hated church as kid, especially getting dressed up and rushing around to get to church. Although, my dad driving fast on the country roads was always fun. And playing red rover was fun. Going to a church in the city of our rival schools sucked!

At the height of my interest in biblical studies, I was the nerd that took notes during the services. Later, I could be found researching things to death if I had questions and I would compare some things with other religious writings in search of commonalities. There were also those "aha" moments. Also, there was the occasional work of art inspired by scripture, sometimes negative and other times positive depending on what I felt about it.

I think it has been over 10 years since I set foot in a church, aside from doing photographs. As others have said, the architecture is beautiful.

[Anomalocaris]

I missing the feeling of ambarassment at knowing biologists think some of them can interbreed with me and produce fertile offsprings. Surely not.

[Rhondazvous]

I know it may be hard for some of us heathens to find some good in organized religion, but let's be fair. There's got be some positive aspect of religion/church that you can admit you kinda, sorta miss a little. So, fess up. Doesn't matter how small it is...Hell, it may even be somewhat profound. I'll start:

I miss all of the baked stuff. No one, and I really mean no one, bakes a cake or pie like a church lady. They don't give a damn about cholesterol and their desserts prove it....all butter, all the time. There was a lady at my  church who made a standard-sized cherry cheesecake that must have weighed at least 12 pounds, easily. I've never tasted anything that even comes close, since. Coconut cake, pecan pie, fudge, all that shit...best in the world.

Alright, your turn!

Now Sista Thena, while I agree that the cakes and cookies were the best and the only things that helped me endure the interminably boring services when I was a kid, when it came to pies, nobody could touch the bean pies the Muslims used to sell on the corner with their copies of Final Call.

[Rhondazvous]

I miss the music. It could really get that serotonin flowing through my brain and the tears from my eyes. Back then, I knew nothing of serotonin, so when they told me it was the Holy Spirit, I believed them. If I gave myself to the music now, it might not make me cry but it still rocks.

[Wyrd of Gawd]

I miss the music. It could really get that serotonin flowing through my brain and the tears from my eyes. Back then, I knew nothing of serotonin, so when they told me it was the Holy Spirit, I believed them. If I gave myself to the music now, it might not make me cry but it still rocks.

This is my favorite rendition of "Oh Happy Day" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EfGDvDGE7zk

[houseofcantor]

So, fess up.

I've considered it for the time it took to read this thread and I'm still coming up empty.

[robvalue]

I miss how all the lovely candles looked in the local church.

But they do look better now they're in my bedroom.