Les-b-in the house of the Lord!

By Sal Kovech

Volume 1, Issue 2

My intention to spend each Sunday at a different church has already gone by the way side. Here I am, 4 weeks on from my last account to you and only 1 church visited, and that not even in London! "Where have you been?" I hear you cry? Well, here and there but on the whole Derby, Edinburgh and Greenbelt. Gwyn and I actually intended to go to St. Martins in The field but found ourselves there at 11am when the service began at 10! Oops! We had a lovely chat and coffee in First Out instead!

August 19th 2001.
MCC Edinburgh

Having enjoyed a few days amongst the luvvies at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival, a group of us met for communion at the MCC. This was my first encounter of such a church and it was actually completely different from what people had told me of such churches. For example, there were more than just 2 women there and not everyone was over 50! There was a community feel to the group which felt alive and friendly. If only the service had had the same feel to it! It was led by a guy dressed in jeans and trainers (a turn off to some of us - the trainers that is!). A mixture of hymns was led by a girl playing the guitar who struggled with unfamiliarity and the fact that hymns were really not made to be led on a guitar. She did a good job in the circumstances though.

The main problem with the service was that it lacked any charisma and energy. The only part taken by a member of the congregation was a reading. All the rest was trainer guy. The sermon was read without much conviction and I came away with the feeling that more life was needed in worshiping our God.

On account of our needing our dinner, we didn't stay for coffee and on reflection, I wish I had. Being amongst other gay people was refreshing and made up for a lot.

Overall mark: 3/10

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