When God's children act like spoiled-brats

A while back, I visited a new church plant that emphasized outreach in its
community, and after each service, everyone was invited to stay for a free
lunch. I stayed, had lunch, and sat utterly, totally alone the entire time,
while everyone who knew each other chatted and ate at other tables.

I love the life of God among us, the nature and the deep being of Jesus,
but I increasingly believe that the church is fatally ill, and for all of its
great speeches, cannot serve anyone as a guide, let alone as a redemptive
presence in modern culture.