SquirrelSue
I moved to a new area 5 years ago. I first attended the big parish church but the people were middle class and stuffy. One of the parishioners asked me where I live, having told her I live in a flat, she responded by saying "oh dear, I live in a Victorian house". I never returned. I then went to a smaller church for Sunday morning service. I was smartly dressed. I sat in a pew on my own. No one walked up to me to say, hello, welcome, good morning. No one smiled. I felt totally isolated. So I gave up and haven't gone to church since.
I was really saddened to read this. I belong to a very small C of E church where I was welcomed from the start. The ‘church family’ is truly represented there. People offer lifts, food is collected for the local food bank, there are many social events, usually involving ‘being and share’ dishes and no sign of any snobbery or one upmanship. Visitors are welcomed to the services and the Ukrainians living in the area have, for many years, borrowed the church building for their own services. Some of them came to the Easter celebrations yesterday and shared their traditional Easter bread at after-service coffee.
All this is to me how church should be.