So, how did I get here? Well, I was always a church kid. I remember being taken to church as a kid and praying before every meal at home, but there was always something that bothered me about that. Like we would sit there at dinner and recite the 100 word prayer and then eat. But, the prayer never meant anything, they were just words we said. This has led me to question things I was taught as a child, and to really digest them in adulthood and make sure I believe what I say I believe. One of my favorite things to do is to get away and have these discussions with my creator. I love grabbing an iPod, a pen, and a journal and just writing whatever is in my brain as a way to talk to Him. He’s helped me to learn to be okay with being single and 33. He’s helped me to understand that I’d rather be a Christian in the world and not let anyone know by my words, but rather let them discover it by my heart. He’s helped me to understand why I think the way I do. I know I still have a lot more to learn and question in my faith journey and I’m glad that I have a creator that allows me to do so.
I know that for me rituals and reciting words from a script don’t mean anything, but if I can be in a moment of true worship with loud guitars, drums, and the ability sing at the top of my lungs like no one else is in the room, I can feel my heart connecting to something bigger than I can ever imagine. And this tells me that my God is real and he loves me questions and all.