The story of a journey where I knew where I was going, but not what I would find. I discovered that there is a place for everyone, and everyone needs a place. It began with an entirely irregular and wholly uninspired churchgoer who decided to put "church" to the test by attending services at houses of worship of all different sizes, shapes, colors, religions, and denominations–33 in one year. I learned I knew a lot less than I thought:

•Like Mark Twain’s death, rumors of the negative are greatly exaggerated

•Church is the gardener of fruitful communities—sowing, tending, and reaping.

•Where I was most different, I was most welcomed.

•“They” taught me the meaning of “we.”

•It’s true, you must be present to win.

•We are not the same, but shared values and common human nature provide a basis for understanding and acceptance.

The Wandering Worshipper is a story about human nature, faith traditions and values, race relations, and most importantly, the power of community, not an evangelical call to practice any particular religion.

To those who are apathetic or antagonistic toward houses of worship, I hope my journey provides you with a different perspective. The Wandering Worshipper is an encouragement to put aside preconceived notions, explore church, and seize the benefit of community worship wherever that may be.

To regular attendees of houses of worship, I hope my journey inspires you to build an even more faithful and loving community. Listen to why I now attend always and passionately, and why I want to share the message.