Over time I have evolved to the point that I hate going to church!

And to this very day, I still hate church.

All right, I am overstating the point, but the exaggeration tells the truth about my experience getting ready for church

You see, there’s this one thing. When I tell you what it is, I already know the responses. I have heard them before—throughout my four decades of church life.

I hate dressing up for church. That’s it. That’s the one thing, the fly in the ointment, the drain on my joy, the thing that tells me I am not enough and makes me want to stay home. I’m not good at it, and the formal version of me is not me at all. Is it only me? or has DRESSING THE FLESH evolved way out of control.

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