Jesus, the Homeboy and the Tradish

As we were walking up to church this last Sunday, I said outloud "no matter how hard I try to go to 'other' churches, I keep ending up back at the old baptist."  I laughed about it because not only did I sporadically attend baptist churches as a kid; later a teen, but I spent five years on a southern baptist college campus.  Yet, I haven't ever really considered myself baptist.  

I know, I know..... I shouldn't bring "religion" to a blog that started out named "peeing in the shower," but I wanted to write a little blip about this past Sunday.

Now, a few years ago we hit the neighborhood baptist church after our friend Lani invited us to the contemporary service. Addison Road was the worship band and it was all pretty good.  The sanctuary was still like the old "churchy" type building, but the service was current and even Scott, aka Mr. Traditional, was ok with it.  But, after the band left and our friends moved away and we had babies, we hadn't been back.

Fast forward to this past weekend. Again, it was at the invite of a friend that we took our show back to the neighborhood baptist church.  Except this time, we hit the early service which is a 

TRADITIONAL service.  

Ok people if you haven't been to church since you were a little kid, well you can still go back and recapture the feel....just go to a traditional baptist Sunday service!  Let me start by saying that

 the message was good, kids enjoyed Sunday school, and we were happy to get some Jesus time.  Now, I will say that it cracked me up when I walked in to the sanctuary because it was wall to wall grey-hairs!  I was surprised that I was surprised at how old the congregation was.  I looked at Scott and told him that he was in the right place because everyone in the entire room had voted for McCain (ba-dum-bum).

But seriously, the choir sang hymns right out of the hymnals and the music worship leader guy looked just like this guy:

However, he led us in song in a way that reminded us of this guy on the right from the movie The Breakup:

I'm just letting you know what I was thinking about while we were singing.  I don't want you to think I'm making fun of a church or baptists. I mean really, I love Jesus.  But, I will get sidetracked in church looking around at people, at the band, the choir, the violin players, whomever.  Sorry I get distracted. 

I'm not sure if I have a point to this blog post, but I will say that you should give tradish a chance if you haven't ever or if you haven't in a while.  It is pretty fun.  And, I think it sort of makes people like me appreciate the movement towards contemporary and emerging.