I am 56 years old which means that I have lived through approximately 2,912 Sundays. I have been in church on at least 2,000 of those (I’m guessing). I am tired of going to church. I have no major complaints. I’m just tired of going. Over the years there have been pro-church times and anti-church times.
High school was a plus time because I wanted to see my friends in youth group.
College was a down time because youth group is over and not really feeling a part of anything.
Marriage was a good time – building new relationships and having children. You get a lot of support for child rearing at church. Babysitters, advice, clothes, etc.
Disasters and crushing times are a good time to be at church – when we lost our son, the church was at it’s best. I can’t say enough for how they cared for us. I can’t imagine going through a natural disaster or difficult time in life without having the support of a church.
Empty Nest – This is my period of life. When I was a child, my parents made me go. When I was a parent I made my kids go (which then included me!). Now there is no one to make me go and sometimes I just don’t want to. I don’t have any major complaints. No church is perfect. If it was perfect I would ruin it as soon as I stepped in.
I’ve listened to over 2000 sermons and sang enough hymns and worship songs to last awhile. I went from a conservative church to a contemporary one. I’ve gone from an old congregation to a young one. An old stone structure to meeting in a gym. From Mennonite to Baptist to a cell based charismatic. Pews and folding chairs. I’ve been in just about every denomination at one point or other. I’ve seen scandals, blow ups, deceit, back stabbing, crying, yelling, grace, forgiveness and mercy. I’ve seen a lot of love and a little bit of hate. I’ve been in churches that spoke in tongues and churches that said they are of the devil.
The point is, I’ve seen almost all that can be seen in a church and heard almost anything you might want to hear (or not hear). Unless something radical comes along, I’m just a little bored with the whole thing. It’s not a matter of right or wrong, good or bad. I’m just a little tired of it. Sleeping in on Sundays at my age and going out for coffee with my wife is pretty nice and I may just do it again this Sunday!