A Christian Experience: My Experience In A Christian Church

This class has been quite the experience. I was raised in a Christian family. My parents met in church. We attended church every Sunday. Sometimes we would go to more than one church on a Sunday. On those particular days we were at church from 9 am until 5 pm.

As a child and teenager, I remember being so bored at the church services and couldn’t wait until it was time to go. I remember playing hangman and tic tac toe with my brother or cousins on the church bulletins, just to pass the time.

I was not really interested in listening to the sermon or the Sunday school lessons being taught in my childhood. I didn’t like the church we attended because there were groups and if you did not belong to the group, you were treated like an outsider.

I felt like the church (no matter what church) was filled with hypocrites. I seemed to never feel comfortable. I began to talk to my mother about how I was feeling because I couldn’t understand why I felt that way. I wanted to be a better Christian. I thought that meant I needed to attend church every Sunday but I has having a hard time finding a church I felt comfortable going to.

My mother made me understand that I still had my own personal relationship with God. I still prayed and I still believed in the power of prayer and forgiveness. I felt extremely blessed at a young age. I did not attend college right away, I went to work. At the age of 25 I had my own apartment, had an awesome job (in which I am still employed today), had a dependable vehicle and was financially dependent on myself. I was very grateful and gave thanks everyday.

Fast forward 15 years later and I am continually being blessed. In addition I have been blessed with a set of 11 year old twins that brighten up my life. I have been interested in finding a church home again. My children are older and are very curious. They know about God and Jesus, however we do not attend church on a consistent basis based on my