I've seen a lot of people point accusing fingers at City Harvest Church. They point out all the things that CHC got 'wrong' - our dressing, our building, our 'youth-fulness', and goodness knows what else.
But there was something that CHC got very right - I always felt there as if I belonged. As if I was part of a loving family that really cared about me.
It didn't matter that I spent my time helping people who are 'disadvantaged'. It didn't matter that I acted 'old-fashioned'. I wasn't 'boring'. It was okay to be me. I never felt weird or out of place. There was always room for me.
I miss that so much.