We're Done!

And I'm too angry to speak rationally or kindly at the moment, but if you were wondering how the thing with our church is turning out?

Ah, the Directed Sermon.  You know that sermon, the one preached directly at you, where the pastor looks at you with every point he makes?  I've experienced it only once before in my life, but I sat still (and held my tongue, thank you Lord) under one this morning.

And I'm done.  We're done.  We won't be going back--we said our piece, warned everyone we feel needs to be warned, and now we are leaving them to their future.

Sigh.

At least it's over.

Breanna