It's another churchless Sunday morning. I haven't been in over 10 years. You might ask, "Has it only been 10 years that you've been a "nonbeliever"? The answer is no. It's been closer to 50!

My former church--"religion", if you will, was Unitarian Universalist, a combination of two sects years ago. Unitarians didn't believe in the "Three in One" philosophy of "The Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost". Just one god. Eventually, Unitarianism evolved into more of a "do your own thing" belief. It became a service organization with a spiritual foundation. In fact, their "creed" is: "Love is the spirit of this church, and service is it's law..." Then something about helping one another and living in peace (It's been awhile).

I started going to the UU church as an alternative to my old Methodist Church, where I belonged, not because I was a Christian, but because of my wife and 4 children. I was putting on the act of being a good family man, upstanding in the community, teacherman, and all that crap. My first divorce ended all that, so away I went to check out the UUs.
I took my kids with me (much to their distress). I couldn't make myself simply quit going to church. It was a lifelong routine: Sunday morning go to church.

At my new church, I discovered many Unitarians were non-believers like myself. They were there for many of the same reasons: socialization and intellectual stimulation (many Purdue professors). I belonged! I met my second wife there. After 12 years of going almost every Sunday, my second divorce (long story) ended my time there. (I got the house, she got the church.)

Now, I'm happily homebound in my own little "church of Randy". No guilt, no remorse, no lightning striking me down!