I’m a church girl. I grew up in it, sang in choirs, danced, and recently accepted another calling (more info on that later). And to this day, I still am an active member of a church.
Church has always been in me, but I have to be honest, it took a while for me to find God. I knew God existed; I would not have survived in my house if I didn’t say it was true. But as I grew up I struggled with finding my place as a believer and having a relationship with a supreme being that I was comfortable with. I started realizing that the religion I knew was not the relationship I needed.
I have been in church all of my life. I have sang in the choir, danced on the dance ministry, and been active in several other areas. I believe that my connection to God and His people is one of the best things about me.
I also have been diagnosed with depression.
Whenever I find myself at a standstill with God, I always try to go back to the day everything changed. More often than not I am unable to figure out that actual moment in time, because it’s never a day month or a week or a day that alters my relationship. It is always a moment that if done differently would’ve created a totally different outcome. One minute decision that completely shifted my walk with God. For the past 5 or 6 years, I’ve had more of those moments than I can even count.