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Church I

from Church by St. Jupiter

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I never felt touched by Church sermons
I was never inspired by the good word
Or by the ramblings of the Preacher at the alter
I always thought maybe I was missing something
When my family and friends spoke of their love for God
And their eyes shone with wonder and awe

I wanted to believe and I wanted to see
The way they saw their faith
And the way they felt when they read the Bible
I tried to match their enthusiasm
To read the book
And to look upon the cross with the same reverence

But my passion was hollow and it showed
I couldn’t read past Genesis before becoming bored
And where most saw a symbol, I saw a wooden cross
A slab of wood fixed to another
A book of drawn out words with silly sentence structure
An excitement for what felt like a wasted Sunday morning

My Church wasn’t a bad Church
And my friends who kept their faith on their sleeves
Were not bad friends; We shared other interests
And they didn’t make me feel out of place for my lack of faith.
But it was such a huge part of their life
That I felt like I couldn’t be a part of

I went to their youth groups silently
I sat through their Sunday school classes
Trying not to doze off
I went on their retreats and their trips
Feeling uncomfortable and ashamed
That I couldn’t relate to them.

Until I discovered a Church that made sense to me
A religion that spoke to my heart
Something that I put my faith in
With every fiber of my being
Every iota of my heart and soul
Devotion in the truest sense to this

My Church was dingy and dirty
Wine was not the holy blood of Christ
Those who attended were not in their Sunday best
It wasn’t held on Sundays
At least not exclusively
And the service was not free, although it was cheap and well worth it

My Church felt like home
I felt like I belonged to something otherworldly
Something beautiful and exciting
I looked upon my Church and felt a sense of purpose
That before I had only seen in the faces of the devoted
In the eyes of my friends and family

But those eyes always seemed clouded
Glazed in complacency, Tired and mesmerized
Asleep at the wheel while Jesus took hold
And drove them to obedience as we sung
The hymns and the Church songs
Boring, tone deaf, with no respect for the art

My Church was exciting and full of life
People gazed at the sermons with fervor
With a vigor for life and an excitement
That was never felt at the other Church
It was engaging and invigorating
It was exceptional and amazing

I learned so much at My Church
I learned to value things like art and music
Learned how important expression was
How you could bare your soul through things
That weren’t strictly in reverence to God
And could value things separate from religion

I learned about other perspectives
Life lessons and contradicting opinions
I learned to grow as a person
And to put my faith in myself
Instead of to a God that I never really believed in.

My Church will never be a glorious stone building
Persisting through time
Standing tall and imposing; Cold and sterile
My Church however, will welcome anyone
Willing to have an open mind and an open heart
And accept anyone who sees the beauty in it.

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from Church, released July 1, 2017
Spoken word written and performed by Alec Edelson
Guitars by Alec Edelson

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