I was christened in a pentacostal church but later became baptist and remained so with the exception of being baptized pentecostal and then returning to the baptist church.
At around 7y/o I went to a big Baptist church alone for Sunday school. My godmother use to give me $0.50 for church. I would put a quarter in the Sunday school basket and keep one for myself. I used the other to go to the corner store for candy.
I use to take the church fans (cardboard on a stick) frequently as souvenirs. In addition, I didn't even know there was a certain thing as worship service. Until one day when the Sunday school kids had a part in a holiday program and we all were taiken in to the sanctuary.
It was the most boring place in the world to me. I sat there very impatiently and then eventually I told one of the other kids I sat beside that I was about to leave. I waited a few minutes and bounced. I didn't go back to that church after that.
I did one year of VBS with my aunt who was a year older than me and that was awesome. Then, as a teen I ended up going to church pretty regularly and sung in the choir, was a junior usher, VBS, emceed youth day programs, it was a small church and my aunt who is now in her late 70's and her late husband were deacons and deaconness so it was easy for us to be an active part of that church.
I took my sons to church from ages 7 and 3 for about 2yrs in 2001-2003 until I had a unspoken falling out with a gf I had since junior high who had been a long time member of the church. I took us out of the church and stayed out til I moved to SoMD where I hoped to find a new church home for us but havent as of yet. I think I still feel a little burned.
However, I have noticed that the church bus does come to my community to pick up children and that is an awesome thing because I believe all children should have some amount of fear of God in them.
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