A Church to Call Home
Growing up, it seems that I never stay long at any church. The first church I remember going to was a Baptist church and I have always liked First Baptist Church as a child. However, for some reasons, my father decided to leave that church after a couple of years and take us to a church my mother wanted to go-- Glad Tidings which is an Assembly Of God church. Once again, we didn't stay long because my father long to go to a church affiliated with or that his mother once went to when she lived in Hanford-- First Christian Church. It was the only church any of us continued going to until he got sick. The rest of us left after several years of attending the church and that was because my father gave us permission to leave his church (which he regretted it)..
The three of us continued going from one church to another and for whatever reason we left each. As for me, I stopped attending with my mother and sister due to my rebellion and I longed to return to First Baptist Church. I acted on that longing and rejoined First Baptist. I became active in the choir and the children's ministry until I enrolled in a university for 3 and 1/2 years then I attended a Mennonite church because it was the closest church to attend and so and so on.
Every since I have graduated from college, I continued on going from to church, but never stayed long. The last church, I had hoped to attend until I move, but now I even question it. We are without a car and there is no public transportation on Sundays. Our only hope is our neighbor, but even her taking us has its problems. Our neighbor is involved with a Christian Rodeo that meets on Sundays for 6 months. We were blessed she could take us from August to February, but the rest of the year we are abandoned. I asked one of the pastors to help us, but they couldn't find anyone. What are we to do? People put such importance on attending church but they don't realize that many people have no way going to win. I even wonder if going to GTC (Glad Tidings Church) is in God's Will for us. If so, it would be permissible because he would not leave us high and dry for 6 months. He would provide a way for us to go. People would reach out to us and help us, but it seemed that no one cares. It may be the church for my mother but not for my sister and me. There are no ministries for us and we have no way of attending church events.
The church I call home is not even in California, but in Washington State and someday I will be there not just as a church attender, but getting active in the children's ministry again and maybe a ministry just for me.
I guess GLad Tiding should be called "The Passing Through" church because taht is what we are doing.
The three of us continued going from one church to another and for whatever reason we left each. As for me, I stopped attending with my mother and sister due to my rebellion and I longed to return to First Baptist Church. I acted on that longing and rejoined First Baptist. I became active in the choir and the children's ministry until I enrolled in a university for 3 and 1/2 years then I attended a Mennonite church because it was the closest church to attend and so and so on.
Every since I have graduated from college, I continued on going from to church, but never stayed long. The last church, I had hoped to attend until I move, but now I even question it. We are without a car and there is no public transportation on Sundays. Our only hope is our neighbor, but even her taking us has its problems. Our neighbor is involved with a Christian Rodeo that meets on Sundays for 6 months. We were blessed she could take us from August to February, but the rest of the year we are abandoned. I asked one of the pastors to help us, but they couldn't find anyone. What are we to do? People put such importance on attending church but they don't realize that many people have no way going to win. I even wonder if going to GTC (Glad Tidings Church) is in God's Will for us. If so, it would be permissible because he would not leave us high and dry for 6 months. He would provide a way for us to go. People would reach out to us and help us, but it seemed that no one cares. It may be the church for my mother but not for my sister and me. There are no ministries for us and we have no way of attending church events.
The church I call home is not even in California, but in Washington State and someday I will be there not just as a church attender, but getting active in the children's ministry again and maybe a ministry just for me.
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