The Leen

It’s been five months since we moved here, and four since the Great Church Debacle of 2009, and we still haven’t found a church here in San Francisco. It’s kind of frustrating, but it doesn’t surprise me. It took us almost two years to find our church in Maine; it makes sense that it would take a while.

We’ve visited a few churches, and found them to be okay, but not exactly what we’re looking for: Bible-based preaching, good worship music, people we can identify with, and views on children and child rearing that line up with ours. It’s a tall order; I know.

We’re not sure when we should just settle down and go somewhere that we don’t feel is the right fit, just so we’re going to church, period. But a large part of why we want to be in a church is to get to know other people in the church, and if we’re just going somewhere to go through the motions until we find the perfect fit, we probably won’t get to know people very well.

Plus, Brett still works on Sundays, and Elanor’s at an age where she still won’t go in the nursery but isn’t big enough to sit still in church yet, so it’s just kind of hard all around. And I’m not going to lie, I’m a little gun-shy about going to church at all with Elanor these days, because of what happened when we got kicked out of church back in July.

I just keep telling myself that this is a season, and that it will pass, and that we will find a church here eventually. I hope that is true; I’m beginning to really miss that time of worship every week. So, I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again: if you know of a church you’d recommend in San Francisco, let me know!