So okay, here’s my thing- when I moved from Austin in 2003 from my hometown I’d been going to the same church for 18 years. Every Sunday. Eighteen years. I had no desire to find a new church when I moved to Austin because, hey, I had a church already. And I didn’t realize then that it wasn’t alright to be unmoved and that church should move me. I should be inspired.
Seven hours after moving in to my dorm, I was the only person living in my hall and the cafeteria was closing. So if I wanted to eat, I was out of luck, and I couldn’t think of anything else better to do, so I thought “fine, okay, I’ll go to this church down the block.”
That church has been home ever since. I absolutely love it there. But now our senior pastor, who always got my elbows on my knees and my back off the pew, is on sabbatical for four months. FOUR! Oh my goodness, what will I do?

Our preacher is so amazing, thought provoking and motivating that his absence really feels like a void. Not that everyone else there isn’t competent or anything like that, they’re great too, but it’s just…different now.
So, upon realizing the opportunity I have, I’m making it a point to visit as many churches as humanly possible. I’ll go to a different one (or, in today’s case, two) every Sunday morning until our preacher comes back. Since I’m on a hunt for an epiphany, I think this will be good for me. Also, I think it’ll give me a broader view of religion and spirituality in Austin. I’ll probably chronicle this further on my blog. Any suggestions?