Trying Again

I finally decided to try to get my blog rolling again.  Voila!  I have changed the name and I think that my newer posts will be a bit more...philosophical in nature.  Viz:  I recently left my church and am in a strange transitional state of soul because of that. 
What next?  I really don't know.
A very dear lady I talked to about my decision said that I could be a Christian without a church.  Well, that is true.  I have found that Sundays are becoming just as spiritual and meaningful - maybe even more so -- than going to church. 
I think the Jews do their Sabbath correctly, unlike my own experiences of a churchly Sabbath.  There are no meetings or religious school on their Sabbath.  It's devoted to the worship of God and study of Scripture.  Why can't Christians do something similar? 
One thing I DO NOT MISS is the danged "Sign of Peace," a fiasco wherein everybody jumps up, shakes hands with each other like politicians working a room or, even worse, try to hug you even if they don't know you.  I used to run to the bathroom when this charade happened during the service, and peek through the glass windows in the doors leading to the sanctuary when I came back, to make sure the whole sorry process was over. 
Well, in any case I found the service meaningless, even communion, which was deeply shocking to me.  I had loved going to communion since my very first one, and to have that sacrament lose its mana was hard.