For the first time in over 3 years, I went to my home church in person.
Alot has changed since then.
Over the course of the past three and some years, the attendance has diminished to a third that it was since my last visit.
My church had a great deal of elderly members that are either not able to come in person or are no longer on this earth. The COVID-19 pandemic didn’t help the church either other than use technology to get the service out of the walls.
There are some other differences

There is no one greeting you at the door.
You don’t pass the offering or communal elements, partly because of COVID.
The pastor and some members exist, the message remains as it has been.
I’m not here to persuade anyone one way or the other about religion, but there was just something different about church now than years ago.
Somehow I focus more on the activities and the message. There’s less external factors to distract me like the excessive vehicles going up and down the street as there once was.
Somehow, I’ve been doing better mentally for sometime now and I’m more in touch with what is right and not falling askew to other devices or thoughts.
Somehow i felt at peace with myself because this was the last thing in my life that I didn’t do once the pandemic hit, at least in the sense of actually being in the same room that it was being conducted.
Something felt as it felt like my life is back to the way it should be in some sense. It feels good and wants me to keep on the right path for a change.
Everyone has some sort of higher power or belief system and for mine it seems as if it is back where it should be for once and I see more and more of that glimmering light of hope at the end of the tunnel I’ve been in the past 3-4 years.