But I believe that is the problem.

From as far back as I remember, all the way through to the age of 17, I swear I was in church 89% of my damn life.

Sunday
- Sunday school at 8am – 10am
- 10am to 2pm, 1pm on a good day for service
- 7pm to 9pm evening service

Monday
- Youth meeting 5pm to 8pm

Tuesday
- Prayer meeting 6pm to 8pm

Wednesday
- Midweek service 6pm to 9pm

Thursday
- Choir rehearsal 6pm to 8pm

Friday
- Jr usher board meeting 6pm to 8pm

Saturday
- Prayer breakfast 9am to 12noon

OH! and lets not forget those revivals they had every few months where there was full blown service EVERY NIGHT from like 6 to 9 but spilled over until after 10 and crap.

I was basically going from school, to church, with no life in between because my stepmom’s dad was the pastor of the church.

I had no choice. I remember times where I would lay in the bed and hope she wouldn’t wake me up for church.

Soon as I hit 17 and left the house, I didn’t even attempt to go back to church for a year, and that’s only because I felt guilt because it seemed like I was SUPPOSED to be in church, especially when everybody kept seeing me on the streets asking me why I haven’t been there.

So of course, I went so people would stop asking. Most uncomfortable situation ever. I was just there, to be there, without even being….there. what was the point.

there wasn’t one, so I stopped going.

Then about two years ago, I started going to the church my mom and stepdad go to. LOVE the place, LOVE the pastor, ALWAYS learned something, felt EVERY message he delivered.

Well, here’s where I went wrong… I JOINED the freakin’ church. Great, right …nah, not so much.

Soon as you join, they want you to take new member classes, then after you fill out a contact form, people are calling you here and there wanting you to attend this, join that, help with this. Like what the HELL. You miss a day, and here comes mother so and so saying “we missed you last sunday”

*face palm*

I got so tired of being called, making up excuses, being stalked at church, that I just stopped going. Its been almost a year and I keep saying I want to go back, but all of this runs through my head every time I get the desire too.

blah. I don’t see why people feel the need to hound you about church. People always saying that you should minister and get people to come to church, but this crap pushes people away.

Who says you HAVE to go to church… I don’t remember reading that anywhere. The Lord knows my heart and my mind. I can read my Bible, Say my prayers, and everything right from home. I do enjoy a good sermon though. sad things like this push me away.