I’ve decided to shorten “Church Search Experience” to “CSE.” It’s just easier. I don’t know how many more of these I’ll do anyway, since it looks as though we like this church pretty well. But, I just had to tell you about something and I wanted to see if you do it, too.
We’re getting to the point where people are recognizing us and calling us by name. I even got a hug. We’ve been to this class three consecutive Sundays and the people are really great about welcoming us and making small talk. (I’m not a huge fan of small talk because I really suck at it, but I am a fan of people making the effort to be friendly.) In any event, we’re easy to remember. There are two of us and they already know one another. Ergo, they only have to remember one couple’s names from week to week.
I think you know where I’m going with this. There are no name tags. Normally, as a seasoned and comfortable church member, I hate name tags. They’re irritating and I already know everyone anyway. But, as a chronic visitor, I have come to embrace the name tag. It just takes so much pressure off and it helps visitors ease into the class without having to ask people over and over what their names are or, like we do, just go along and hope you overhear someone say their names. It can lead to embarrassment if you pretend for too long and no one conveniently calls their name while you’re talking to them.
So, in lieu of the name tag, I’m turning to Bibles. You know how all us BBBs have our names embossed in gold or silver on our leather-bound Scriptures? That’s my new tactic. It only works, however, if you’re sitting next to them and they leave their Bible on the pew during worship. It’s rather limiting, but we have to resort to unorthodox means in a tagless congregation.

