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What I Learned From My Search For A New Church

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Since giving my life to Christ nine years ago, l have been on a spiritual odyssey to find a suitable church for my family. I have been happy in some places of worship l visited, and misunderstood in others.

I Have Anxiety But I’m Not Alone

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Walking out of the metro station, I was suddenly met by foreign smells and swarms of people. The ground was covered in what appeared to be soot, and as I pushed through the crowds, I felt my own thoughts being drowned out by the overwhelming noises and sounds

The Star of Bethlehem Was Not the Point

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“Where is the newborn king of the Jews? We saw his star as it rose, and we have come to worship him.” The Star of Bethlehem had a point, an important point.

How Can I Love the Church that Hurt Me?

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Seven days after I came into the world, my dad became the pastor of the church that I would grow up in. Unlike my siblings, I never knew a time when my Dad wasn’t a pastor.

Should I Stay If My Church Doesn’t Satisfy Me?

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I belong to a small church which used to meet all of my preferences. But now, five years and many unforeseeable changes later, our numbers are dwindling.

Why I Stayed On In My Church

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“You mean you are still attending your church after so many years?” This was a question someone asked me about two years ago.

What if There was No Church?

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It’s probably hard to imagine not having a church around, at least in some form. It could be a building—a grand old cathedral, a modern theatre, a space in an office block, or someone’s house, generously opened up for use on Sundays.

Why I hated the Youth Ministry

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After six years, I was annoyed with the whole Sunday school affair. Crazy action songs. Kiddy puppet Bible stories. Even the sweets for reciting the week’s memory verse no longer appealed to the pre-teen in me.

Church: No Perfect People Allowed

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The sign I saw hanging outside a church intrigued me. It reminded me that nobody in this world is perfect—including those who go to church. If churches were only for perfect people, they would be empty.