Clarification, I think I’m the only active Pentecostal here.

Though does Cat have some AG background? Maybe.
My husband was born and raised in the Assemblies of God, in a church that grew to over 5000 during his teen years (1970s–at that time, 5000 was considered a “megachurch.” Now it’s just a large church, and megachurches attract 20,000 or more.)
My husband left the Assemblies of God and started attending my church (Conference Baptist) when we were seniors in high school.
When we were in college, we both attended a Christian church (Campbellite). My husband became a deacon in this church. Of all the churches we attended, we consider this church closest to Catholicism, and it definitely gave us a love for Communion and prepared us to long for and believe in Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament.
When we moved to North Carolina, we attended a Southern Baptist church for a few years, then switched to a Christian and Missionary Alliance church for ten years. This C&MA church was literally heaven-on-earth, and had we remained in North Carolina, there’s a good chance we would still be there. It’s the only church my younger daughter has any “good” memories of; all other churches have failed or hurt her in some way.
We left North Carolina and spent several years trying to start a C&MA church in Northern Illinois, but it was a dismal failure. Tthe C&MA did not place a pastor with a gift for church-planting in the position, and we failed because there are already so many excellent Evangelical Protestant churches in our area, including the amazing Willowcreek church in Barrington.
We decided to go back to my family roots, and so started attending the one Reformed Church in our city (Reformed Church in America). Amazingly, we found relatives, including a family with a girl cousin that was my daughter’s age. These two became good friends. We weren’t especially comfortable with the theology (Calvinism), and we didn’t really find the liturgical worship condusive to worship. But what made us quit this church was when they fired their pastor, a family man with several children, and hired a woman pastor whose husband was a pastor at another church of another denomination in the city! Yikes! Both of us were raised to believe that women pastors are NOT Biblical, and we fled that church. Literally fled it.
We attended my childhood Conference Baptist church for two years, but it’s true–you can’t go home again. Things had drastically changed, especially in music; we had an internationally-famous and beloved Music Pastor, and he dominated. During the entire two years that we were there, I never once was alllowed to play to the piano for worship services. There were other deeper problems; the pastor’s wife was “difficult.”
So we decided to break ties, and began attending an Evangelical Free Church. We were there for seven years, and as we had in all our other churches, we worked our tails off doing whatever ministries needed doing. My daughters were involved in the youth group and my older daughter was actually invited to be on their “Leadership Team.” She attended several of the National Youth Conferences (whatever they were called back then). She was the team leader for a group of teens and chaperones from the church who attended the March For Life in Washington, DC.
My younger daughter was no so enamored of this church. From the very beginning, she protested this church,and told us that we shouldn’t be there because the church was “evil.”
We should have listened to her.
I was asked to take over the Children’s Choir. During the first year, I had 24 kids. The second year, it grew to 48. The third year, I had over 60 kids. In other words, whatever I was doing, kids and their parents liked it.
But a woman pastor in the church did NOT like it or me. (She wasn’t a real “pastor,” she was just the Minister of Children in the church, which is not an ordained position.) She began undermining me, and eventually accused me of frightening the children and leading them astray. She hinted at darker things (sexual). Thankfully, I had always included parents in my weekly rehearsal, so I had plenty of witnesses that she was accusing me falsely.
But that didn’t stop her. She had a “Tribunal” assembled, and the accusation was that we were refusing to submit to the church authorities. My husband and I were absolutely floored. As any of you know who have been reading my posts over the years, I (and my husband) are absolutely sticklers for obeying authority–that’s the main reason we decided to convert to Catholicism–because we came to believe that this Church really IS The Church that Jesus Christ Himself established on this earth, and therefore, all Christians should submit to the authority of the Catholic Church.
The Tribunal consisted of people that we didn’t even know and who had never met us. At the end of the "meeting,’ they told us to leave the church.
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