Shopping for a New Church, Week 5

Ok, so I now realize that not all Baptist churches are created equal. I know, I should have recognized this before. And sure I knew this, but not until we attended the First Baptist Church of Nashua did I truly, and fully understand it.

If I thought their church building was imposing from the outside, it was nothing compared to the feeling I got from sitting in the inside.

Their sanctuary was a typical large, fan-shape design, but it was the stage that set itself apart. First of all, their only natural light came from way above the platform. From the platform, the skylight seemed to rise five stories into the sky. The huge expanse really dwarfed anyone speaking on the stage. It seemed really pompous and religious, like they were trying to reach the heavens.

The service itself was completely and absolutely dead. I have never attended a more solemn Sunday morning church service. There couldn't have been more that 60 people there in a sanctuary that could easily seat hundreds and hundreds.

As for not all Baptist churches created equal? Well, talk about liturgy. Everything seemed to be set and programmed. They wore their proud robes, and sang their songs as like they were singing dirges.

It reminded me of the Presbyterian church I attended the previous week. This is the first church I regretted bringing my family to. Needless to say, this one is not an option.