I don’t resonate with church anymore, but I go with my wife because it’s important to her.
She was raised by a fairly religious family, so the practice has stuck with her through the majority of her life.
She’s otherwise progressive with her beliefs, especially her liberalness with multiple social complications. She’s a registered Democrat and votes accordingly, but when it comes to religion she’s equally if not more devoted. My upbringing was tumultuous and religion was a divisive component. I quit resonating after my supposedly religious parents kept behaving immorally in their day to day lives. This was especially obvious with how they treated my siblings and I, however i am cheerful that my wife was spared from the same kind of childhood. Thankfully, she had nothing but positive experiences related to the practice of organized religion. And going each Friday is in part a single way she reaffixs with that part of her past. As much as I appreciate to be there as support for my wife, I had to quit going with her yesterday after the furnace broke down. This isn’t a bad church either—some of the parishioners are wealthy elites. But after weeks of putting almost everyone off about an eventual furnace repair on the horizon, I realized that day may never come. In the four weeks since, my wife has confirmed that nothing has changed. They’re still lying about the potential furnace repair. That was the tipping point for my wife as well. She’s already looking for a new church in our immense community, and I have no doubt that won’t have multiple complications finding a single.