Our church was about seven miles away from home and it was a good 15 minute drive, which seemed much longer when I was ten. My Grammie also belonged to this church; that's how we wound up going there. Many times she would pick us up and we'd carpool - I'm sure my mom loved it but my dad and the two of us girls? Not so much (Mom and Grammie are like my mom and me - LOTS of talking). :D
|Much like this Mormon sticker suggests, tithing (giving|
10% of your income) was strongly encouraged, if not
expected, in the church where I grew up.
|Notice the play on words - our church was in De Pere and|
this is the newsletter! Get it? "Press-DePerian and Presbyterian?
I always thought that was so clever. :D
My whole family was very involved in church activities - my parents and Grammie all taught Bible classes; my mom and Grammie were deacons and my dad was an elder (stewardship roles); my mom and dad taught our 5th grade Sunday School class; Jen and I were in youth group - we grew up there. When I was twenty, though, our pastor moved away and being a sophomore in college I had already dropped out of the whole church thing (when we turned 18 Dad let us opt out). I have very fond memories of that church still.
I'm not a very organized religion-type of person - there are many policies with which I disagree. I think I'm just too liberal in my thinking to ever attend church and I don't want to be viewed as a hypocrite. Indeed, my live-and-let-live attitude would probably not bode well for me in church, especially with those who see life with no shades of gray. I have done a few ATCs that could be considered religious but with no real "message", per se - read what you want into them! :D