Oh boy! Where to begin!
Ok, so I was born in Moscow Russia in 1994. I was abandoned by my birth mother at a hospital and then was placed in an orphanage until I was ten months old. When I was ten months old my parents came and adopted me and brought me to America.
Fast forward to when I was seven
At age seven all I had known was growing up in the Catholic Church. I knew that if I was good in church and sat still I got McDonald's at the end of it.
Well this was going to be my first year going to summer camp. The camp was going to be a week long and I was a little nervous. My parents dropped me off and all was well until later in the evening when chapel was scheduled in. I thought, "Oh no chapel! Well this is going to be boring."
I followed my counselor to the chapel building expecting a catholic service without the McDonald's at the end. As we got closer to the chapel I could hear screaming from inside. In my little seven year old mind I thought to myself, "An animal from the science center (which was all the way across camp) must have gotten in. I looked up at my counselor as she bravely marched ahead. I thought she was nuts but I followed her anyways.
Once inside there was lights and upbeat music and dancing. I looked at my counselor and asked, "Is this Church?"
She nodded. I immediately jumped in and joined in the fun worship. Then the speaker came up. We all sat down and I prepared myself for a boring monologue. Instead he explained about how Jesus loved us. I thought it was the coolest thing ever!!!
As the week went on I saw that the counselors had something that I didn't. I wanted what they had and it turned out to be Jesus.
Stay tuned for part two!!
Ok, so I was born in Moscow Russia in 1994. I was abandoned by my birth mother at a hospital and then was placed in an orphanage until I was ten months old. When I was ten months old my parents came and adopted me and brought me to America.
Fast forward to when I was seven
At age seven all I had known was growing up in the Catholic Church. I knew that if I was good in church and sat still I got McDonald's at the end of it.
Well this was going to be my first year going to summer camp. The camp was going to be a week long and I was a little nervous. My parents dropped me off and all was well until later in the evening when chapel was scheduled in. I thought, "Oh no chapel! Well this is going to be boring."
I followed my counselor to the chapel building expecting a catholic service without the McDonald's at the end. As we got closer to the chapel I could hear screaming from inside. In my little seven year old mind I thought to myself, "An animal from the science center (which was all the way across camp) must have gotten in. I looked up at my counselor as she bravely marched ahead. I thought she was nuts but I followed her anyways.
Once inside there was lights and upbeat music and dancing. I looked at my counselor and asked, "Is this Church?"
She nodded. I immediately jumped in and joined in the fun worship. Then the speaker came up. We all sat down and I prepared myself for a boring monologue. Instead he explained about how Jesus loved us. I thought it was the coolest thing ever!!!
As the week went on I saw that the counselors had something that I didn't. I wanted what they had and it turned out to be Jesus.
Stay tuned for part two!!
