The Return

The Return

  • Submitted By: millzaveli
  • Date Submitted: 03/04/2009 9:00 PM
  • Category: Religion
  • Words: 2026
  • Page: 9
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“The Return” Religion was a big part of my life growing up, but in my later years it has eluded me. My grandmother had me in church every Sunday. Then there was bible study, bible classes, summer bible study, choir rehearsal and much more. In my late teens I began to got to church less and less, skipping days, making excuses, and just generally not caring. I grew up and religion was not apart of my life anymore. Sports, Friend, girls and over all everything else had my attention except the church. So going back for the first time in about 5 years was a little different. It was the same place but a different feeling, and also a different understanding. It was the new face and old faces but no real familiarity. I attended Tabernacle Baptist Church a local church in my home town New Brunswick, New Jersey. Pastor is lead by Pastor- Reverend Leo H. Graham. He has been the pastor at the church for twenty one years. His wife Church Mother Sister Mary Graham has also been with the church for twenty one years. The Reverend as a number of minister and reverend under him. When I arrived the outside looked remotely the same cause I see it on a daily basis, but when I was about to enter I felta little different. I was hesitate of the response I would get from people I knew. When I first walked in the church it seemed bigger than I remembered. The hallway seemed more spacious and the walk through the actual church door seemed so far. As the usher held here church doors there seemed to be more rows and was wider, but I was assured it hadn’t been changed. Then I sat by myself because my grandmother is a nurse and in the choir. As I sat the music played I could not really tell the song because the were just playing instruments. I sat and waited for everyone to be seated and not really trying to talk to the people I knew not wanting to be asked the question of where have u been. I sat there and tried to go unnoticed. I focused on the choir, which was the youth choir. They...

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