May 31, 2009
The Day I Went to Church and Ended Up in a Closet
 By Mark Atteberry My wife and I were vacationing in a city that is home to one of our brotherhood”s greatest churches. I won”t mention the church”s name for reasons that will become obvious as you read. Suffice to say, we couldn”t wait to worship there. We”d heard so many good things we just knew we”d have an unforgettable experience. We did, but not in the way we expected.  WHAT HE SAID When we arrived at the sprawling campus I parked beside a woman who”d just locked her car and was heading for the nearest entrance. Having no
