I too do not go to Church, and haven't stepped in one in years....
I was raised Presbyterian and went every single Sunday to services, then was in choir, was in the Youth Group, went to Church Camps, etc...
My father was an Elder in the Church, my mother--the organist. We participated in every going function there was...it was sickening.
One Sunday morning, we were all getting ready to go to Church and my father was not. He said he wasn't going to Church that day....and he never went again. I have no idea what happened, but to go from one extreme to the other was completely bizarre. Still baffling...
Anyway, I am 'spirtual', not a church going individual.....and I don't think I will ever be into an organized religion again. I doubt it.



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) and I felt what could only be God's presence. For no reason in particular I felt overwhelmed by love, like a warm sea of love. I know it must be weird to read something like that if one's never experienced it. 


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