Jake,
You may be one of very few here who would understand my need to go to church after indulging my friends by visiting their KH. Church becomes therapy on those mornings.
I think of all those hours my friends spend knocking on doors hoping to get a piece of an ankle to drag to the KH. Meanwhile, people are entering the church's doors in droves, not because someone knocked on their door on a Saturday morning, but because of the warm, sincere, friendly and happy spirit felt throughout the sanctuary and buildings.
It kills me to think of the wasted time and energy.