There aren't many orthodox churches here. The few that exist are concentrated in a single province because that's where most russian immigrants settled.
It's similar here, but that's why I'm having to take road trips just to attend church. For a while I put off trying to go to an Orthodox church for that reason of proximity, but I've found that it's good to at least go every once in a while if you do have that capability, and because I'm on break from high school stuff at the moment, it's made it easier for me to plan my trips. So, if you do feel called to it, then certainly find time to take a trip and see for yourself what their services are like.
Speaking of which, when and why did you decide Orthodoxy is for you since isn't it a rare denomination in the United States?
(Not rare for Russian Immigrants doe)
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when, it would've been around a year ago that I, in my heart, started actively pursuing the study of Orthodoxy. I started reading some works from church fathers, saints, and other such holy men during that time. Father Seraphim Rose in particular served as a great inspiration for my interest. If you remember Aedra, he actually also acted as a blessing from God for me, as he helped me understand a lot of the church's history and his perspective as a Muslim who converted to Orthodoxy (especially since we are both men who are surrounded by non-Orthodox families and communities).
Generally, a mantra I've begun thinking in my head that best describes my religious conversion is "where everywhere else eventually lacked a satisfying answer, I found my answers in Orthodoxy." That isn't to say that this calling I've felt to the faith was entirely intellectual and book-wormish, however. I certainly felt a more supernatural pull to it, too, as if God was guiding my religious inclinations towards specifically studying Eastern Orthodoxy's history, beliefs, and practices. It's kind of hard to explain, as my original interest in it feels more like it originated in my head as a spontaneous gift of God rather than from any figurative seeds in my mind that I myself sowed and tended to.
As for the "why," while I already accidentally explained half of that above, the shorter answer is that, from all of the reading I did as well as comparisons I eventually made between other Christian branches and Orthodox doctrines, traditions, and so on, I've simply found that it feels to me like the true continuation of the Christian church (and my recent in-person visits to a parish have only reinforced that). Every other denomination feels like it has been subverted in some way or another by the world around it, and yet, from all that I've seen, Orthodoxy has persisted in its spirit of Christian holiness. The prayers at church seem unceasing and are said with full-heartedness, the genuine smiles on the faces of the parishioners who I talk to radiate a sense of purity and warmth, and, while I may just be returning to talking about the supernatural "feeling" of my attraction to Orthodoxy with such statements, I simply
feel "at home" when I'm at the parish.
So, the shortest answer, as lacking in descriptiveness as it is, is "it feels right to me."