I was never really taught very much about God growing up but at the same time I don't remember ever living without knowing about Him. I talked to him all the time as a child. I never felt alone--I'll put it that way. I lost my faith in the 11th grade. A biology teacher whom I loved told the class that if any of us believed in all of that Bible stuff we were sadly misled. I was crushed! I was left deflated and speechless. When I got home that day I sat on my bed and cried the cry of someone who lost her best friend. It took me four years to get my faith back. I finally got baptized and joined a church. I felt like I was home again even though I had never really been there before (lol). I stopped going to church for stupid reasons and spent the next 10 years doing the best I could on my own but was really really REALLY bad at it (nice try
). I found myself searching and searching and searching for......something. But I always felt like what I was looking for was just out of sight. I didn't know what I was searching for. I was empty. I started paying attention to different signs and messages. All of them led me back to ......ahem.......church. DUH! "Dense. Party of one. Your table is ready." LOL God is quite the gentleman. He never forced Himself on me. But He thankfully never gave up on me either.
I look back at my life and quite frequently thank God for alllllll of those things--both the good and the bad. They all led me to where I am which is where I should be.
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