I was raised in the Episcopal church and spent many an early Sunday morning standing a post as an Acolyte. In my later high school years I am none-to-proud to admit I was sometimes hungover during these services and spent a portion of the service beseeching the Almighty for divine intervention regarding the symptoms of same.
These days, I generally refer to myself as a CEWF Episcopalian: Christmas,Easter,Wedding,Funeral.
Nevertheless, I staunchly agree with the sentiment stated above: Some of my most spiritual and religiously contemplative moments have occurred in a duck blind or a deer stand.
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A toast to lapsed Episcopalians everywhere (make mine a scotch and water). There are too few of us!
Best Regards,
Heinz-Ulrich von B.
Amen! Lapsed Presbyterian here...
Lapsed United Methodist here, and I agree wholeheartedly.
I have to agree with you, MLS. I'm an Irish Catholic, but some of my most spiritual experiences did not occur inside the walls of my beautiful church. God does not confine. :)
Couldn't agree more--I think being surrounded by God's creation in nature can be far more religious than sitting in a crowded church pew!
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