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This is the week to find yourself a church
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If you’re in the church business, this is the big week. It’s hard to make comparisons, but if you used sporting events, this would be the World Series, Super Bowl, Daytona 500 and the Masters all rolled into one giant happening.

Coming next Sunday to a church near you, it’s Easter.

And on Easter some of you, who will be at a church only once this year, will be there. That’s OK.

When I was growing up in Social Circle, the church choices were limited to Baptist or Methodist. Today, there are all kinds of churches. Chances are you will find one to your liking.

There are places of worship that have done away with the word “church” in their names. They have adopted names like “fellowship” or “worship center.” That’s OK, too.

Some have dropped any hint of denominational affiliation; again, that’s OK.

They come in all shapes and sizes. Some are as big as a stadium; others are as small as a trailer.

They also don’t look like churches once did. My childhood memories of churches were basically two kinds: brick or clapboard, and both with a steeple on top.

We used to play a finger game about churches. “Here’s a church, with a steeple. Open the doors and there’s the people.”

I saw a church the other day that was in the same kind of portable building used for additional school classrooms. In this case, somebody had built a little steeple on top. I liked it.

I like the names that some people select for their churches. I passed a church recently and I think they decided to name it after they built the sign. It was a homemade sign made of plywood.

It was called “The Holy Church of the Everlasting Lord who Died on the Cross for All.”

The last few words flowed downward, like you might have done if you ran out of space on a sheet of notebook paper. I had to make a U-turn to go back and jot down the same. I also ran out of space.

I don’t know if they have a phone, but you could get winded just answering with the church name.

Someone told me the story of a church that was named Harmony Baptist. Some folks left and started a new church and called it -- drum roll, please -- New Harmony. I don’t know if the original Harmony was any less harmonious.

The oldest Baptist church in Connecticut is called Old Mystic Baptist Church. In the tiny community of Hopeful, Ga., you’ll find the Hopeful Baptist Church. Even if you were a less than hopeful person, being a member there might make people think otherwise.

The point in all this is that we, as a society, have changed a lot and so have churches. If you want to wear blue jeans and hear contemporary music, there is a church for you. If you want some place that they sing old gospel songs, ditto. The same is true for folks who like traditional, fancy, simple, long-winded or exceedingly brief.

If you are a person who celebrates Easter, this is your week and the choices are many.

Harris Blackwood is a Gainesville resident whose columns appear Sunday and

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