Went to the meeting today. Last time I go to that church unless it's for a funeral.
These people are the same shallow, uppity, moronic middle class blacks they were a decade ago when we were teenagers. The premise of the meeting? Things we want done to worship to appeal to the young adults. But anyone with a brain - which these people do not have btw - would know that the problem of this church:

Isn't worship.
This church that I've been apart of since birth is a black church in the currently being gentrified neighborhood of Houston's Third Ward - think of the Wards like Sectors from FFVII. Instead of adapting to their neighborhood or being a foothold in their community, they're worried about how to make the church worship service be more contemporary. Let's have jazz music and young adult days while we ignore the fact that the pastors own daughter has found a new church. Instead of focusing on how and why they're driving people away, they sat there talking about how they're self conscious about what to wear to church. I fucking hate uppity middle class blacks so fucking much.
They focused on the fact that the young adults don't have much say in the church. Problem is, we talked about the same shit when we were pre teens and teenagers. We had to fight to be allowed to serve communion. Bunch of self important "educated" distinguished black fellows ran the church then, and ran the church now. So while they were fiddling with their AKA badges, I brought up the point that we've been having that dialogue since 1997 or earlier, and that we should focus on being a group that will make other people want to come. Did they respond well to that? Nope! "I agree, I can't invite my friends because they like to go to church wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I don't think they'd feel comfortable."

Fucking. Morons.
Then the pastors wife, who was in the meeting too, brought up that if we aren't comfortable amongst ourselves, we should to expect others to feel comfortable in our church. Well said, ma'am. Meanwhile, no one sat next to me. One of the pastors daughters even came to the meeting. Empty seat next to me. I don't stink, I look good, I've known you for years, bitch. She gonna go look for another seat, and dude goes out to get a new chair. I walked out after that. These people lack the awareness of someone both blind and deaf. Agreeing with the pastors wife that they need to get to know each other more while making me feel like a leper in their super, secret exclusive I've got a stick up my ass Black Christian club.
You know, I like to back up my arguments with evidence and analysis. So before going to "my" church I went to a church a minute away on the same street. Nice and healthy. I visited and they are everything "my" church needs. Look at the evidence yourself.
Since I'm on the topic of exclusivity, which church looks more inviting as a spiritual community?
The church with cars packed out in front or the one where everyone parks in the back?


The church that appeals to a wider range of demographics that actually reflects the neighborhood?

Or the exclusive one that appeals only to blacks?

I resolved after leaving the meeting today that I have no place there. The people I once knew are now vapid strangers. I want nothing to do with them and their poisonous church. I tried. Time to put my coat up.
My dad agrees. But he won't leave because my mom is in the clique.