When my confirmation class was told about our faith statements, I knew what I wanted to do right away. While nearly everybody else grimaced when they heard the word paper, I was excited. My mind starting racing a hundred miles a minute. Before another word was said, I knew what I wanted to write about. Even though it was recommended we write about the holy trinity, I knew I had to take a different path. My faith statement, this paper, was already laid out in my mind. I’m going to write about my story about how I reached my faith. In order to do this, I need to focus on my weaknesses in the past, my changes in the present, and how He will impact my future.
Introduction When my confirmation class was told about our faith statements, I knew
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I called myself a Christian because that was what everyone else did. I went to church rarely, and only when my parents forced me to. I dreaded going to confirmation class every week, because I wasn’t the least bit interested in God. My faith was hanging by a thread, and that thread was a sentence my great-grandfather used to say: “Better to believe and there not be a God than to not believe and there be a God.” I spoke to my parents about my lack of faith. They told me to get confirmed and to do as I please afterward. That didn’t sit right with me, but I could see their reasons. Maybe it was to avoid public ridicule, maybe it was to please my grandparents. Honestly I don’t know what the main reason was, but I listened to my parents and continued on the path of my fake and false faith. For well over a year, I talked myself out of the concept of a higher being. I completely ignored the topic of faith and religion. If God was ever mentioned I felt squirmy and awkward, and I changed the topic as soon as I could. I continued running through the motions of being a “Christian,” but I didn’t actually believe or follow Him. Instead, I pretended to because I didn’t want to stick