Since I was a newborn until nine years of age my family attended a Methodist church. This church was strictly formatted and neat, the majority of members there were over the age of fifty. Though my parents would want me to stay with them in the “big church” I would usually complain, and get their permission to sneak out to …show more content…
We started to attend a non-denominational mega church here in Dallas. It did not take long for our family to fall in love with our new church, pastor and community. All of the members of this church looked the same, we all drove a similar car, and owned similar houses. When I transitioned into this new church it was a great endeavor meeting new friends and getting to know my kind and energetic leaders. Everyone was full of excitement in the youth department, and that made me look forward to coming every Sunday. My parents and my older sisters would share with me all of the new sermons that they heard and what it meant to them. There was an immense amount of informative teaching, that even my father had become moved. My mother has always been a Christian, but did not do anything about it. She would pray for my father to accept Jesus and knew that the Lord would guide our family onto the path of righteousness. As my father was catching on, and my mother grew deeper in her relationship with God we were progressing as a family. My father accepted Christ and then my whole family caught on as he took authority as the spiritual leader of our family. We not only grew closer to the Lord but we grew more intimate as a