My Experience At Fairview Baptist Church

As I’ve grown, Sundays have always been reserved for Sunday School lessons, choir, working in the nursery, spending time with family and resting. I became a member at Fairview Baptist Church of Landrum in October 2007, when I accepted Jesus Christ into my life as my Savior. I have remained at Fairview Baptist for the last 18 years of my life and experienced my spiritual re-birth at the age of ten. Every Sunday my family and I sat on the right side of the church on the fourth pew from the back. Even before I was old enough to comprehend what my pastor was saying--being in church on Sunday’s wasn’t a choice. As I’ve grown, one thing I’m most proud of is how my attendance in church all of those Sunday’s has influenced my spiritual growth, personality,

Each Sunday different ladies in our church would alternate teaching, some I loathed more than others, and every so often I got to have my own grandmother. Eventually, I was old enough to join our church’s youth group, which is where I became more involved in the church than ever. As I was becoming of age to enter youth group, a lot of the teens there were no longer teens so they moved into regular sermon. As a result of this, in a way, it was my duty to step up, put my best foot forward, and pull out my leadership abilities. I took on leadership roles in becoming a Sunday night nursery worker, member of the adult choir, and even becoming the children’s choir director. As a teen in youth group, I was inviting my friends, posting on the latest social network, trying to the best of my ability to build our youth group. After taking on responsibility, expanding my horizon and inviting everyone I met to our church, we grew our youth group to a size larger than ever. In that moment, just when we thought our small town Baptist church would fail, God prevailed and His radiant light paraded over Fairview Baptist Church. During my teen years in youth group I build friendships, renewed my relationship with Jesus Christ, and deepened my love for being at church Sunday’s and Wednesday’s for

From the day that I was born our relationship had been the strongest bond i’d ever had with someone. It wasn’t that he would spend hours telling me stories--because he never really spoke, but when he opened his mouth, it was about how thankful he was that God had provided so much for our family. Seeing this hard working, soft-spoken man speak of Jesus Christ and get so weak that he’d break into tears, you knew right away that The Lord has played a highly favored role in his life. If I learned anything from my Papa it was to trust in The Lord with everything you do and He will make a way. Without Christ by my side in everything that I’ve done, I don’t know where I’d be right now. Experiencing the loss of my Papa was the toughest thing I’ve ever had to witness but, through God’s grace I was able to get through it and come out stronger than