I Found the Ultimate Church

So, I've found the ultimate church. No really.

I've been meaning to begin attending church on a regular basis again. It's only been about... 13 years or so.

Here's a warning, you might be offended by my interpretation of this church.  If you are easily offended, this isn't the article you're looking for. 

So I've been trying to get motivated into buying dress clothes (I used to attend a Catholic church).

However, that problem is now solved.

One of my coworker's preacher came in today to drop off an electric guitar.  That's right.  A Preacher with an electric guitar.  That rocks.  Literally.

She's a Baptist, and apparently her church has a band with electric instroments, drums, lots of speakers, and her husband is the sound board guy.

When I was a kid at a Catholic church, we had an organ. And I couldn't even understand the langauge we were singing in most of the time (it was an ethnic church. I was not raised ethnic)

So, apparently at this church they JAM. Apparently the teenage members are jumping up and down during the music, everyone is dancing, chilling, rocking out.

So I asked about a dress code. My coworker is best described as a sort of biker woman. She's not the only one at her church who wears leather jackets to services.

Actually, no one really cares what you wear.

So...

Rock music- check (although it'll probably be something soft like Jerusalam or Stryper)

Lax dress and behavoir code- check

Possibilities of a mosh pit in between first pew and the raised area with the band/alter- check

I'm liking it. I'm really liking it.

Now, the Preacher didn't really look like a heavy guy, but looks can be decieving. I'm thinking he might look something like this on Sundays:

(don't go down any further if you're already offended at my humor.  This will not impress you) 

Yeah, I know that Gene is Jewish, but hey, why not? 

And on Superbowl Sunday, all the male church goers will retire to some form of workshop behind the church to get drunk, party and watch the game.

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Okay, I'm in.

I'm thinking, leather jacket, studded belt, big silver cross, maybe see about installing spikes in the shoulders of my jacket...

It was a joke, really (most people don't understand my sense of humor, but whatever).  I'll just wear jeans and a T-shirt when I check this place out.