Searching for church 1

Since we have arrived for a week, Steve was ready to find a church for us and the kids. This morning we went to visit this church at Oak Hill. Maybe it is called Oak Hill church or Church of Oak Hill. The pastor is someone Ron knows and asked him to check on us. Thank you, Ron for thinking about us. The place is a church, not a rented school or theater, with long uncomfortable wooden benches, Bible behind the benches for people to access. It reminded me the Catholic church I went several times with Madeline, my host mother in Alaska.
It was a very traditional church. Today's message was about fear God. We were late as usual... The church started at 9:30 am. It is awfully early for the Bruss family. So we missed their morning social, if they had any. We searched for the place for kids to go and discovered that besides infants, kids that younger than 2nd grade will come after the announcement, the rest of the kids stay with adults. The kids were bored. Darian was happy when he was called away. Justin did not know what to do with himself the whole time. I don't think he heard a thing from the pastor.
We were guided to a place to sit. I looked around. The church was reasonable sized and with lots of windows on both sides. On the left side, there was a kids play place. On the left side, there was a big park. Today the Sun was shinning, a very good day to be out. All of sudden, it came to me that I no longer sitting in the comfortable seat of a theater with people that I know so well. There is no cup holder that Ron is so proud of. I was sitting in a strange place with all the strangers around me. The feeling was so overwhelming that I did not know how to handle it. I was upset. I disliked this church and disliked everything about this church. The songs were so formal that I did not feel much. The preaching was so scripture like that I could have read it myself.
Afterwards, I was so unhappy that I could not stop complaining to Steve. What made me even more upset was that Steve did not feel how I felt. Yes, there were things he dislike, such as Justin was bored to death. However, he did not have so much things again the church. Why men are so different from women?
Apparently it is a shared church. After their session, they have to move out to allow a Korean church to prepare for their stuff. All of sudden among the white color people (did I tell you it was all white people church?), yellow color people started to show up a little bit at time. The funny part was they ignored the whole church members. When they saw me, they nodded their heads as how they were greeting each other. So I had to nod my head a lot. So finally I had to leave the church because I don't want to be mistaken as a Korean (can't speak the langurage). I also did not want to be impolite when people were nodding heads towards me. It is true people feel so much more comfortable with their own kind. I even can pretend to be a Korean once for a while.