Church in the Metro

I’m one to understand that everyone has a right to their own opinion, their beliefs, their own mannerisms, their own customs etc. Everyone is entitled to believe in something, no matter if I, or the person next to me agrees with it or not. You have a right to your own.

I enter the subway car, making my way to work, like usual. There’s already a man preaching telling us that Jesus is our savior. About 5 minutes later a woman tunes in, and now there’s two people taking over the audio in the cart.. All we hear is the word, I could barely hear my own thoughts. The clapping, they’re so loud.

Again, I feel you have the right to believe in whatever you want, don’t get me wrong. I believe in God, but I feel my relationship with God, is my relationship with God. I don’t go running around rubbing my religion in your face. I don’t disturb the peace and quiet of others. Consideration goes a long way, and right now, as much as I may agree with what they are saying, that doesn’t mean I have to hear it on my commute.

Now I have a the lady sitting next to me, saying hallelujah and amen, chiming with the other two and she’s starting to sing. We are not in church, and we’re not in the Apollo. There’s a time and place for everything. This is going to be a long  ride.

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