Essay on My First Memories Of Church
Growing up in church had its ups and downs, but for me there were many more ups and positive aspects of church in my life.
Some of my first memories in church are the Sunday school classes. I always loved going to Sunday school class because we would play a game related to our lesson and have so much fun. After our game we would sit down and listen to our Sunday school teacher teach the lesson.
After lesson we had snack time and we would eat snack while we waited for our parents to come get us. It was always a blast. Wednesday night church was a lot like Sunday school classes except we played more games. On Wednesdays, we had our lesson first then we would go outside and play several games and then come inside to eat our snacks while we waited for our parents. Every week was the same, go to church Sunday morning and Sunday night and go on
Wednesdays. But one Sunday was different than the others. I felt something missing inside me and I knew right away that I needed to get saved and to do so I needed to ask God for forgiveness and ask Him to come into my heart. I knew who God was and had strong faith and belief in Him. However, I thought when you made your decision to get saved you had to go up to the front of the church during the invitation at the end of service. When I realized I wanted to get…