By A.B.

By A.B.

I went to church this past Sunday. Outside the building there is a sign that proclaims “Sinners are welcome.” Each time I’ve passed by the church I’ve smiled thinking: “How clever, that’s exactly where sinners should be.”

I received the message, participated in the obligatory call and response of the interactive church and smiled with amusement at the folks expressing the the holy ghost’s possession of their form through a variety of dances and movement….it’s actually my favorite part after a good sermon.

The pastor is an ex crack addict. He proclaimed during his sermon that he may offend some as his annointing is to speak to certain types of people. I thought to my self “Ex or recovering addicts such as your self? How appropriate [that an ex addict should have a message for those with various manifestations of abuse.]” And then I began to wonder as to the the nature of each respective attendee’s sin. As I sat amongst the congregatation feeling not as sinful as some and feeling more sinful than others then acknowledging all sins are equal in the eyes of God; it dawned on me that I was in the right place and I felt welcomed.