The Death Of The Church Essay example

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For as long as I can remember Sundays have been church days. There was never any question as to whether or not we had to go to church. Without fail my mother or father would wake me up every Sunday and I would get all dressed up and then we would go as a family to church and sit in the front row and make sure everyone saw that we were good christians. Church wasn’t a choice but it wasn’t something we did because we felt a conviction towards God, it was a conviction to be the perfect family. Years before my older sister was born my parents stopped going to church. It wasn’t until they became pregnant that they decided that they were going to raise their kids in the catholic church. Of course we couldn’t just go to one church, oh no, too often my parents would find something that they didn’t like about the church, be it the pastor or the other people or anything else that could possibly be wrong, and we would switch churches again to find a better church. Eventually we settled in a church in the next town over called St. Anne’s. We were there from the time when I was in fourth grade all the way until the end of sixth grade when we moved to North Carolina. One of the first things we did after we moved was try to find a church in our new town. Our first thought was to try the only catholic church in town but my parents didn’t think it was a good fit when the pastor stopped and backtracked five minutes in his sermon every time a baby cried, which was often. We tried a…

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