It is a journey of one, and it is a choice.
I am a child of God. I am a woman of faith. I am a Christian. And I have been all my life. I come from a Christian family, and our matriarch was my grandmother, who had a mainline to God.
I wear a crucifix around my neck. I pray every day. I have a favorite scripture (Psalm 91). I hit Christian bingo!
My faith is really important to me. It is also intensely personal. It is a journey of one, and it is a choice. It is MY choice. Christian is the holy box I check, and it is no more or less valid than anyone else’s choice of faith (or lack thereof). I do not think my box is more true than anyone else’s. Except for Scientology. That box is nutty. Bless up.
Christianity is the label I use to pick the book I read for divine instructions. My holy manual is the Bible. For me to turn to someone who uses the Quran or reads the Torah and laugh in their faces, would be for me to go against everything that I should represent as a Child of God.
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