Year of Sundays

The first thing you should know about Sunset Presbyterian Church is that, for me, the experience was weirdly reminiscent of the years I spent as a member of the Jehovah’s Witnesses. Emblazoned over its front door was a scripture that every J-Dub can recite in his or her sleep: And you know what Matthew 28:19…

I arrived at Sunset Presbyterian on Sunday thinking about my siblings. It was not only my brother Dan’s 38th birthday (dayem we’re getting old!) (Happy Birthday, Dan!) but we’d picked the church specifically because my sister was slated to perform there in the Rose City Flute Choir and I was very much looking forward to…

It’s not going to come as a shock to anyone that the likelihood of me ever ending up a Catholic is slim (See also: never). I have no intention of becoming a Scientologist, either, but wild horses couldn’t keep me from attending a Dianetics lecture over the course of this project. Some Sundays, I see…

We dragged our sorry, atheist, hungover asses out of bed this morning to attend Sunset Presbyterian Church — the ridiculously early 9 a.m. service made even more ungodly by the onset of Daylight Savings Time. I hope you appreciate the sacrifices we make for you. Sunset Pres’ website says: We hope you’ll find a place…

You may already know how keen I am on the idea of getting up on Sunday morning and going to church just to be told what a lousy, sinning piece of crap I am. So why would I put myself through that in the middle of the week? I did it for you, dear reader.…

Have you heard of The Bridge? No? Maybe you’re not hanging out at the right coffeehouses, yoga studios, house parties, college dorms or food banks. At The Bridge, they do things a little bit differently. If attending for the first time, you will probably double check to make sure you got the address right, because…

Let me just start with a disclosure: if you’re looking for a post where I snark on the hypocrisy of your average Christian church, look elsewhere because I have absolutely nothing bad to say about The Bridge. It isn’t because I have friends who recommended it or because of the beautiful warm welcome we “blasphemous…

I’ve wanted to attend a service at The Bridge ever since I first heard about it, which was long before I started this little spiritual journey of mine. People talk about this church. Even a quick visit to their website makes it easy to see why: At the Bridge, Community is Key. Worship at The…

When I discovered the poetry of Charlie Sheen, I knew I’d found a kindred spirit in this blogging project. Case in point? “A Thoughtless Soul,” which concludes thus: Yet masking truth and hiding pain, Will surely take it’s toll, Will he unto others, or to himself, Remain a thoughtless soul? Although the apostrophe in line…

Click on image to enlarge congregation. So this last Sunday we went to Beaverton Foursquare Church? But when we got there? Cops were all over the road! I was like, OMG, it’s an episode of Beaverton 911, LOL! But, no, the popos were just directing everyone’s Priuses and SUVs into the overflow parking lot, because…

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