Actually I was there to attend an art venue: a concert by the Irish Descendants. I had not been in a church for a number of decades and I was surprised how it affected me. A large stained glass representation of a tall, sandy hair Jesus stared down at me from over the alter. I felt absolutely disgusted as everything in the church screamed of hypocrisy.
The tendency of our race to portray the image of Jesus and the disciples in conformance with our cultural norms was clearly on display, when anthropology states the Galilean Semites men of that era were dark skinned, dark hair with average height around five feet and weight about 110 pounds.
The ostentatious display of décor - ornate architecture, carpeting, engraved pews, six stained glass windows, rich alter trimmings – stood in the face of the poster asking the congregation for used coats for underprivileged school children.
All in all it seemed surreal as the Irish Descendants sang about a sailor getting laid by a hooker and having his clothes stolen.