Sunday was interesting. I was only there for sacrament because I had to study for finals. It's getting more difficult to go because he's so busy with his people, he has no time to say anything to me. Yet he tells me he's happy I'm there. Of course he is. It means I'm not out exploring other religions!
But Sunday, after sacrament, a new convert asked me a question of the man before conversion. I'm the first to admit that he was a maniac. He had a temper that would terrify me sometimes. But I learned to cope. I guess he talked about it with the NC because the NC asked me about it. So I was honest. Really, a lot of the people in that church would go to the shop and see him in all his raging glory so it's not like I was telling secrets. NC wants me to find the tape I have of raging maniac but I feel uncomfortable with that. I feel uncomfortable having to prove that he was like that when he's not really now.
(Oh, he still has the crazy glint in his eyes. Now, though, he's not alone. It's creepy walking into the foyer and having everyone turn with that same crazy look and big smiles.)
Anyway, after telling NC about his rages, NC asked me why, after witnessing such a miracle, I wasn't baptized yet? Obviously that would have turned anyone. Why not me? I told him I have issues with the church that I need to reconcile before I did it. And then I was a little angry because it sounded like I was defending my decision. I told him I didn't really appreciate the conversation. He said not to take it personally. It's just too much after the missionary dinner. I don't want to deal with it anymore. I want to stop completely.
I'm thinking, too, I want to go back to the Catholic church. I know I mentioned it before but I really want to do it. I think this Saturday is a good time to go. Even though there's a bbq I am expected to attend for his church. I don't care.
Meh. >:-/
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