Been pretty busy lately, hiking and all, but I did finally decide to visit a church. I figured it was time for me to visit an affirming church because at least at an affirming church I would not be subject to cheap shots from the pulpit aimed at drumming up support by slamming the LGBTQ people who certainly wouldn’t be willingly sitting at that church. I figured that most churches that are affirming don’t actually preach sermons about gay people, so even though I haven’t exactly figured out what my beliefs are, I would be pretty comfortable there. The list of affirming churches in my community is not very long, so I compiled the list and began to debate which one I should visit first. Many of the churches on the list were very different from churches I had attended in the past. Most were Episcopal. I knew Episcopal churches would feature liturgy and some different ways of doing things so I did some googling to see what I would be in for. Yes yes, I do my homework before darkening the door of any unknown church. After much debate, I picked one. Thinking it probably wouldn’t be the place I would end up, but they are hosting an event that looks interesting (read progressive) and so I felt it would be a safe place to figure out how to navigate an Episcopal service before I visit a place I might actually want to join. What I found there shocked me.