My Church History
This is going to be long so bear with me. I feel the need to share this because it is something on my heart, and I can not seem to shake it. I feel that i got out lucky, but that so many other people incudling my own family that didn't and my heart is hurting for them.
When i was about 15 me my Mom and my Brother moved from east Tennessee to Nashville. We did not have anyone really down there for suport or anything but where trusting God would give us a good church and good friends. There was a part of me that did not want to leave because me and my brother where preety big players in our youth group. We had lots of friends, and I even think the pastors daughter had a crush on me. Needless to say we moved, and where in search for a good church.
Now we had always belonged to a Southern Baptist Church, and we really enjoyed them and learned a lot. When we got to Nashville we found a small SBC church, but we really didn't feel at home there. We had seen a little store front church next door to where my mom was working, and thought it would be interesting to at least try it out.
When we went we where shocked at the things we heard and saw. They taught us that there was really only one version of the Bible the KJV, and that all the other Bibles have taken verses out or added to the Word of God. They taught us that as church members we where supost to do preety much everything the Pastor said, and better not ask any questions. We where even taughted that you can not date in that church, but you have to go bcak to the old coutship ways.Which BTW no one in the church knew anything about,
We stayed and learned and took everything in, and our lives changed. We took a strong stand aginst our family becuase they where not living as we thought they should have been. We felt that we had really became close to God, and that we where in his will. Then mom had questions in her mind about how some things where being done in the Church, and we where thrown out. This really hurt us all we had never been kicked out of church before, I had always thought Church was a place to get help not get kicked when your down. We had become so involved in the church it was preety much our lives, and now we had no place to go.
well My mom knew that even though we where hurt we still needed to go to church, so we found ourselfs another one. This church was a little bit like the other one, but a little losser in some of there teaching. There We became real close to the pastor and the youth pastor. The pastor became one of my Good friends that i could talk to about anything, and the youth was shuch a helpfull person with my brother they grew real close. We started doing some work for the church. Before it was all said and done we only had one night a week that we where not busy with doing something for our church. Life once agian was going great, and all was well .
I turned 18 and thought it would be wise if i moved out of my moms house. All i really wanted to do was look for girls and watch movies. Mom thought i was really going down hill, and that i needed help. She thought if she went back to the church we got kicked out of that my life would get fixed. This caused me and my mom to fight, because i really didn't want to leave my church and my friends. To make this long story a little shorter i started going back to that church.
When i started comming back there was a girl there and she was so wonderfull. For a long time i could not even talk to her because i was to scared she would hate me. Needless to say when we started talking to each other we could not stop. She told me things that she had never told anyone else, and we both knew that we felt really strongly about each other. There was one big problem I did'nt have a clue how to go about courting her. As all that was going on mom got re married to her ex husband, and he really didn't care for the church. they ended up leaveing once agine. The battle was even more great now with my mom because i was in love and didn't know how to tell the one i loved her. Needless to say I left her and joined my mom back at the other church.
Now there is more to the story but i will contiune it latter. This is already a long post and i need to rest my fingurs.