One day President Teddy Roosevelt was sitting in church when apparently the butt of his pistol was sticking out the back of his pants. The woman sitting behind him saw it and took offense. He was also unapologetic.
I carry at church because you never know if a disturbed individual or angry ex-husband is going to walk in with a shotgun. Our sound guy has been seen wearing some very pro-second amendment shirts, and our pastor is a retired Army officer who has been known to take congregation members out to the range. So I doubt I'm alone; and that's good to know.