This is a new series I am starting that will be posted each Sunday. This week I want to start with the begining of my faith journey.
It has taken me a while to write this because I wasn't sure how/where to start. My spiritual journey really began in February 2012. But in order to tell that story I have to go back to the begining.
I was born and baptized Lutheran. My mother took us to church every Sunday, it was part of our weekly routine. Of course I believed in God and wanted to go to heaven but we didn't have God in our lives the other 6 days of the week really. In the summer of 1996 my parents separated which eventually lead to their divorce. I was so angry, I couldn't understand how God could let this happen to me. I rebelled in so many ways and I decided I hated God. I stopped going to church with my family and decided that I just might not believe in God anymore.
After some counseling and letting go of some of my anger I let God back in. I decided I wanted to complete my catechism classes and be confirmed in the Lutheran church. I started attending church again but God was still more of a routine rather than a critical part of my life.
Flash forward to 2005, Brent (Catholic) and I got married. I was very against converting to Catholicism and told him I never would convert and respected that he would never convert to the Lutheran church either. We were divided, religiously speaking. During this time we went to a little Lutheran church sporadically and I prayed here and there but I didn't feel that constant need for God in my heart. My faith really diminished over the next few years.
After having Madelynn in December 2008 I contacted that little Lutheran church and she was baptized. Again our church attendance was spotty. I felt like everytime I went I missed the message because I was taking care of Madelynn (not blaming her) the whole time or someone would point out that they hadn't seen us in a while so I quit going altogether.
To be continued...