My Life In Church

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My Life in Church Ever since I was a little kid I grew up in church. My parents were always involved in it and they would always drag me along. Every Wednesday and every Sunday I would be taken to church from start to finish. We hardly ever skipped out on church. Four reasons why I have continued going to church are because my parents made me at such a young age, I had close friends that went there, because my parents were going through a divorce, and to learn about God. I first started going to church when I was in nursery. Of course I wasn't old enough to know about God, but my parents took me and put me in nursery so they could learn about him. They went to church all the time and wanted me to follow in their footsteps. They believed that God was everything and that's what I now believe. I'm not sure if I would have gone to church or not if my parents hadn't started taking me on a normal basis. It became routine for me and it was as if church was my life. I couldn't wait to go to church during the week. I wanted to spend more time at church than I did anywhere else. I enjoyed learning about God every chance I got. When I got older I started making friends at church. I continued to learn more and more about these people that I saw at church every week and became close to them. I would see them in my Sunday school classes and I would look up to the kids in the Sunday school classes above me. I learned everything about them and talked to them every chance I got. People at church are people that can be your friends for life. I grew up learning about these people I saw at church every week. I wanted to get to know them more than I wanted to get to know kids at my school. I had been taught that people at church were always better people to be around, because they believed the same things I did and most people at school didn't. I have made at
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