As a small child, I didn't go to church much.. here and there. But there is one year I remember going on an Easter Sunday.
I brought my stuffed Easter bunny that the Easter bunny brought himself to my basket in my living room. It came with me to church. I think I was in preschool or kindergarten and I didn't know anybody. I started crying... A LOT! I remember the teacher asking if I put my bunny aside and I cried harder... I ended up staying really quiet due to the agreement that the teacher let me keep my bunny in my lap. I don't remember too much, but what I DO remember was coloring a picture of Jesus coming out of the grave and I made it really colorful.
I thought this Jesus was a little different than what I had ever heard, and the picture was interesting to me... of course I didn't think much more about it at that age, but it did stick with me.
So those who go to as many functions as possible with a church three times a week, more power to ya. But even those who visit on holidays like Easter and Christmas: you are stepping into an adventure that will stick with you. It did for me... it got me intrigued.
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