1 /5 Betsy Lynn: I attended recently because I was traveling and the 3rd service (contemporary) was the one I could work into my schedule on the way through the city. No one greeted me or recognized me as a visitor, I finally saw the bulletins which were nearly obscured by 2 men chatting (I had to reach between them). People were walking around checking their phones, drinking coffee, or visiting in small groups. I sat alone in a sofa/chair group thinking it might encourage someone to speak to me. I thought I could probably "be ok" with the contemp. svc. because what I wanted was some good preaching. The first song wasnt even over and my head and ears were truly hurting from the decibels and the vibrations. I could not hear anybody else singing--only the noise that came from the platform--performed by several youngish men who looked like they just got out of bed, and a young woman in skinny pants who kept time by patting her leg. The auditorium was dark. I felt like I was in a "club". I couldnt even look around to see my "brothers and sisters" and make eye contact or smile--perhaps they might recognize me as a visitor and react. It was a small crowd so there was ample opportunity to do this--if theyd been able to see me, or I, them. I left before the first song was over. Immediately outside the door was at least 2 men, appearing to me to be ushers. I thought one might ask me if I was OK or not feeling well because I was leaving just a few minutes after the 10:30 service began. Not so. I exited the building, and the door was opened for me by a young woman who was in a conversation with another woman. I had to walk between them. Not even a smile or eye contact. I was driving away by 10:45. All things considered, I wont return. This saddens me. It shouldnt have happened.
