It was for me

We used to get dragged along on a Sunday when we visited my grandparents. I hated it, so boring 😴😴😴😴😴😴😴😴😴

Yep

Naw my parents weren't the religious type. Only Christmas and Easter sometimes

Yup. My parents were (and still are) complete zealots. It ruined a lot of my childhood.

Nope

Yep but I never thought it that way I just went. Only as I got older did I question it. Like my now wife being amazed I gave 10% to the church. I thought every one did.

My grandmother was the driving force she'd formed the evangelical church we went to originally in the 30s.

Yes but it didn't mean much to me until I became a Christian aged 17, then I couldn't wait for Sunday to come round so I could go!!

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I wasn't allowed to go across the street to Sunday School. I went once and was scolded for it and was told never to give my allowance away to church. So I started reading the Bible that was on a book shelf. God spoke to my heart in the Bible.

I wanted to challenge him one day if he was real or not. I asked him to move a penny on my dresser. I woke up the next morning and it was still there, and then I felt so ashamed that I required God to move a penny for me to prove himself when he had made the whole universe. I realized that he doesn't have to prove himself because he already did.

I fell on my knees and cried and begged God for forgiveness for being so arrogant, doubtful and prideful. God saved me right there and I will never forget it. He showed me his Holiness and my sinfulness he revealed the truth.

That day I dedicated to go anywhere he called me to go for the gospel. A few years after that my dad applied to a hospital as a professor, researcher, and doctor in California and we moved. I didn't realize that it was my prayers that set the ball in motion for our family to move and me to learn English and for me to be on a mission here.

Nope. I was raised by a lapsed Catholic and an ex Mormon. We were taken to church occasionally as a kid but it was not mandatory.


Plus growing up on military bases the Protestant church was run by whoever the chaplain was. So it could be Methodist, Anglican, Calvinist, or whatever.

When my parents went till i was 10, yes. They stopped going, so I didn't go any longer.

It wasn't, really. My parents gave me a foundation in some bible classes and a few services but never demanded it. That's probably why I don't have much of an issue with it--I found my own way.

Until I was living on my own yeah