I attend a church my wife calls “the hippy church”.
I like it because they let me wear sandals, and they sell lattes in the foyer, and I can bring my hangover.
It has grown enormously in the few years we have been attending, so much so that it has lost it’s core appeal. A lot of young people go there, and I got this odd feeling from all the chicks, as if they were looking to hook up or something. They are searching, but it ain’t God they’re looking for.
My friend informed me it’s part of the “Jesus is my boyfriend” demographic: They don’t want God. They want to feel safe, and maybe get laid if all goes well.
Sounds like a great church!
One where Satan reigns and all sorts of idolatry is rampant.