My childhood UCC church was like that. A small congregation that naturally swelled around Easter and Christmas. My grandparents were involved in moving the church to its current building, designing the sanctuary, picking out the organ, etc. It was a special place to me.

It was only as I grew older that I realized how weird UCC-ism was, and it went through an an acceleration into deviant Christianity in the early 2000s. That’s the time when the UCC church went all out into LGBTQ ministry etc.

I haven’t been back in many years, but I check up on things there every now and then.

Naturally as a group that is EXTREMELY Covid scared, they went remote for a long time.

I watched one Zoom sermon, and they had a section where the youth pastor (who appeared possibly non-binary) was putting on a puppet show of some Bible story. Naturally they had same sex couples, etc.

Regarding the big churches, some neighbors of mine kept trying to get my family to go to a megachurch—one of those that has multiple campuses, the contemporary music, people rocking out with guitars and lightning effects that would put most event venues to shame. Don’t see the appeal.

So, I consider myself a Christian, but I haven’t even set foot in a church building in maybe 4-5 years now. Pretty shallow Christian I guess.