That was slightly intense. I just went to church. For the first time in I don’t even know how many years. I don’t even remember how it goes anymore. I had the whole thing memorized throughout grade school and high school, now I felt like the rest of the congregation had to lead me. The priest was good. I stayed lonely to hear the sermon. Ironically it was about remnants, the term used to describe small groups of people that maintain the church historically. He made it sound like the congregation there today constituted a remnant, as he thinks God has chosen to withhold the gift of faith from a great many people. I don’t think I’ve ever heard it put that way. That God explicitly chooses not to give the gift of faith to people. I would think the individuals exercise their free will to accept or deny it. Beautiful old church, a little bit run down but beautiful stained glass. I’ve walked past the church a million times, I didn’t realize how old it was. 1869.
