Yes. I was in church.
For the first time in my life, I was in a church for a regular service. I have been to church for weddings, and for every Christmas; but in my 24 years I have never been to a regular service. Recently I have been harshly areligious, but I seem to mellowing on that front. I would call myself a secularist these days.
Sarah had called me. The plan was to get together for dinner and a movie with some of my friends and some of hers. Then she said that they wanted to go to church, and I was suddenly a deer staring into a growing pair of headlights. I couldn't move. I was either going to church - something I didn't do - or I was going to have to tell her that I didn't want to go to church. The former would involve a new experience, the latter can involve a very awkward conversation and/or personal insult.
So I ended up in church. I wasn't converted. My soul remains in peril. I did enjoy the sermon though. It was so much a sermon as a theological discussion, and I enjoy a good theological discussion. I didn't agree with some of the points made, but that's not really the point.
To me though, it didn't seem like church. My family tends towards churches with a sense of formality. There should be pews, and stained glass, and some vestments. This seemed to relaxed to be church to me. I know that this is just childhood familiarity coming forward, but the thought seems to be sticking with me.
As an aside: their bass player was great. Gotta see if he's in a band.