I don’t go to church. I consider myself a Christian, yet I don’t attend church services. I was raised Catholic and only went to Sunday school for maybe three years while I was in elementary school. As time went by life happened and I gradually stopped attending. I haven’t been confirmed and I don’t really attend mass unless it’s a holiday.
When I started college I was excited to be able to figure out who I am. I was searching for a lot and I still am searching. I had a set plan, but once I arrived at JMU I was able to take a step back and realize that it was okay to change.
I met a boy during my first semester. It wasn’t until at the end that I realized it might be more than a friendship to me. As we became closer he introduced me to his beliefs. He spoke about God and Bible stories in ways I had never heard of before. He showed me Christian songs, movies and I even listened to a recording of him speaking at his church. Once this started, I became hooked on reading and understanding the Bible.
I bought my first Bible at the dollar store. I, like most other college students, am on a ramen level budget. Every week I try to take an hour or two to read it, google what I don’t quite understand and talk to that boy about all of my wonders.
I don’t go to church. I want to, but I also think I am going through my own process. My relationship with God will continue to improve and I am looking forward to the day I can find a church to call home.