for a long time i searched for a church that was “right for me.” after a while you forget why you even went in the first place. well, after going to a church two weeks in a row, i remember. it just feels good. i was sitting in church, not singing along, and i realized how good i felt. i thought to myself, “i wonder if i feel this way just because i’m doing what i’ve always been told is right.” but you know what, that’s not what it was. it just felt good. i can’t even explain what it was. but it was good. i put up another article in opinions. after you read it, go to church this weekend.