I Feel Like Going On....

Last night was choir 'hersal. I don't even know where to begin. First, Nevada and Ronald were there, of course looking to get some mess started. Last week we agreed that we were going to open up with the Black National Anthem. Well, Rev played it on the organ this time versus the Clarinova, and all hell broke loose. Nevada started complaining that he was playing it too fast and it wasn't in the key he played it in last time. This is all code for her hindparts doesn't know how to sing this is the only person I know that claims they sing soprana(yes...soprana...that's how she says it), alta(yup!), and tenor. WTF???? So her and Rev got into it about singing the second verse. She felt is wasn't necessary. She was sure to let us all know that she had been singing this song for 50 years. Tell me this then Miss New Toofus....why aren't you able to sing the second verse...really, why are you reading the words out of the hymnal? Keeping the lie alive. As we move on to sing "Grateful" all hell breaks loose again about us not having words. Rev tells Nevada and Ronald if they can't remember some simple words to a song then they need to excuse themselves from the choir. Ouch. I don't have a problem with passing out words but dayum man....it looks extra tacky in the choir box when we are clearly reading the words from a sheet of paper. Why even bother coming to rehearsal, just pass out words and go for it.
I am getting tired of my church family. I love 'em to death, but they are backwards as all get out. In 2007, I made a resolution that I would seek the Lord in all that I do and anything I do will be for the Lord. My church is making that hard. I can't even worship comfortably because I go to a church were the majority show up for two reasons: 1) They have an axe to grind with someone and they want to be someplace were they can make sure that person sees them 2) It's tradition and that's that. All of that animosity messes with the spirit of the church and it makes it hard to praise and worship God. Effectively immediately, I will in attendance at Rev's home church in Chesapeake. I will be going to my church when the spirit of the Lord convicts me to. Until then I am taking myself and my child somewhere else.
I got an e-mail from one of my best friends this afternoon. We haven't talked in a minute and I was overjoyed to hear from her. She has started going to church and has the Lord in her life. If you would have told me a year ago either of our lives would have gone that way, I would have probably laughed at you whilst blowing some MJ smoke in your face. God is good.