Everyone has a faith story…even atheists. There’s a reason people believe what they believe or don’t believe at all. My faith journey is no different.
I remember as a young child kneeling beside my grandmother and praying for Jesus to live in my heart. I couldn’t have been more than 4 or 5.
I grew up in church. The Christian Church/Church of Christ to be more specific. And when it came time for college, I went to Atlanta Christian College (Point University).
I ended up with an Early Childhood degree and a minor in Biblical Studies. Somewhere along the way of getting the degree…I began to lose my faith.
Fast forward through 2 divorces, a conversion to Catholicism, and 20 years…somehow my heart still seeks Jesus. I don’t care so much for organized religion. I struggle with the concept of legal marriage vs. spiritual marriage. I struggle with the church’s inclusion of ALL…or the lack thereof. That being said, I love Jesus. A lot. I pray. I love others and I love God. That at it’s essence is my theology. Love God. Love others.