Today I attended services at the MCC in Rehoboth. It was a nice, albeit older congregation. I was by far the youngest in the crowd. It is not very much like what I experienced at the MCC in Charlotte, NC.
The MCC in Charlotte, as mentioned in a previous post, was a mixed crowd of people from very young to very old. It was nothing I had ever seen before. I enjoyed myself when I went. I think I would feel at home there.
When I went to the one in Rehoboth, I was hoping to find people around my age, someone to relate to, to make new friends. I was hoping to find a place that I could go to to heal. I feel the need to become a part of something, to find connections that I currently do not have.
That is not to say that I won’t go back, I most likely will. It just didn’t have the same feeling as the one I went to before.