We went to Kathleen's confirmation today as a house (minus one) and I was reminded how blessed I am to be a United Methodist. The service was relatively short surprisingly for 80 confirmants and very packed. As the service continued I got increasingly more uncomfortable. Since the place was packed I was standing, I couldn't receive communion cause I am not Catholic and then in the Bishops "homily" he said something about marriage is only by man and woman. SO I was and still am frustrated. But I am also thankful. This evening reminded me that regardless of crap in the UMC it is my home and where my heart is spiritually. Oh I can wander in and out of many religions and various Christian sects but the UMC is where I am. Thank God for leading my family to the United Methodist Church and planting it within my heart.
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