Unorganized Religion

Over the past couple of years whenever the topic of religion would com up with coworkers or others acquaintances many would tell me that they did not follow any organized religion. Some would even say that organized religion was corrupt and generally a bad thing. Because of this I tried to give the alternative a try and I recount my experiences here as a warning to others.
I found it very frustrating, no one ever knew when meetings were or what room they were in. I had sat through two weeks of AA meetings when someone finally told me the deacon board was now meeting on wednesday nights instead of tuesday. Sunday mornings were no better, one time the pastor arrived two hours late and was still in his pajamas. The only excuse he offered was that he had “flaked”. Sunday school was haphazard, the few times the teacher was there he would inevitably launch into a tirade about the UN instead of teaching on Ezra and Nehemiah like the title of the class said. On Bingo night one time someone forgot where the bingo sheets once and we ended up playing “Yathzee” instead. Another time the guy in charge of prizes never showed and they ended up handing out sticks of gum. I won’t even go into the whole missions trip to Greenland fiasco. The worst had to have been they forgot to buy wine and wafers and ended up serving grape nehi and cut up slices of american cheese.
After several months of this I eventually went back to organized religion. I guess some people prefer different things in their religion.

I opened this thread thinking I may add a comment about most faiths encouraging fellowship, etc. <sigh> Someone will be with you shortly to beat you sensless with a hunk of fire hose. :smiley: Thanks, I needed the laugh.

I am a devotee of Our Lady of the Sacred Mattress (St. Serta of Beauty-Rest). At this moment, congregation of one.

Sigh.

I guess you would say I’m not into organized religion either.

But it’s not hard. I just don’t go to church (except for other things like weddings and funerals).

I pray on occassion, and say grace when Mom’s at the table.