Not a Good Fit

As most of you know, I'm a strongly religious individual, though I'm private about my feelings, but if you've roomed with me, you know I dedicate time to daily devotionals and prayer. I was baptized in a Methodist church as a child, wear the crucifix my parents gave me at 16 when I practiced Catholicism, married into a Southern Baptist family, and began regularly attending a new Methodist church a few years ago. I felt a part of the church and enjoyed the weekly sermons and group activities. That is, until I had my health crisis. I place my faith in God's hands that he will guide me through my decisions and visited the prayer chapel when I had to make a critical life decision. The person manning the chapel that day is a respected member of my church, who does missionary work throughout the world. The day I visited, she gave me the worst advice I'd ever received in my life, to the point of placing everything in God's hands and basically turning my back on the medical advice I was receiving, to trust in the church community to help me, and ignore my strong support system. It was all very convoluted and distressing. She wouldn't even acknowledge my fears and thoughts. I quit going to church for months after this incident. I tried other churches, but didn't find any that fit and yearned for some feeling of connection with God while undergoing my health issues, so I returned to the same church, but attended infrequently. This weekend was a revelation to me that I didn't want to be a part of that organization any longer when I decided not to attend Easter services. My urge to not attend sent me in my new direction on this issue. So at this point in my life, I'll continue my personal relationship with religion, rather than be a part of an organized religious group.