Postby Lynx » Sat Jul 24, 2004 7:58 pm
i am the only Christian in my household. when i first accepted Christ, i was too afraid to tell my parents, or ask them if i could go to church. (this was in the fourth grade...) anyways, when i was a junior, a friend of mine invited me to go to youth group with her. after convincing myself that my mom would be ok with it, she flipped out about it... she wasnt happy, and said some things that made me cry. but anyways, ultimatly she decided it was my decision, so i went that once. at the beginning of my senior year, i asked mom if i could go to youth a few more times. there was more fighting, but she reluctantly agreed... then i asked her if i could start going regularly. at this point, we had a good conversation about why she didnt want me to go, and she apologized for not raising me in the church. i explained to her why i did want to go, and she agreed that it was my choice and finally let me go without a fight.
In my heart's sequestered chambers
Lie truths stripped of poet's gloss...