I decided to try something new, a new church to be exact. More or less, I've attended the same church for many years now, but as of late, I've had a tug on my heart. A tug to try something, well, new. And I loved it.
I felt "not only welcome, but celebrated," and what a wonderful feeling that was! It did not matter that I am 30+ and still single. It did not matter that I am on a faith journey of inquisition, reflection, and passion. It did not matter that at the end of it all, I just think we should love more, regardless of where or who that comes from.
And I felt...hopeful. A part of something - something real, something made for me. And after all, at the end of the day, don't we all just want to belong?
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