From a young age, my religious identity was well established.

I was baptized, attended church every Sunday, and I was no stranger to the Bible or God. My high school years ended many of these habits. My parents divorced, and we no longer attended the same church. This break with tradition began a process of questioning. I had no regular Church home base, and I began to question if I really needed a Church for spiritual growth or faith formation.

In college, I got out of the habit of attending church. I was not having a crisis of faith; I knew God was there. I just didn't understand the value of attending church.