Childhood Church

Accountable · Post by **Accountable** » Sun Jul 24, 2005 10:49 am

I grew up in a rural church. Southern Baptist. We had a pond out back for baptisms. My father was a deacon. Sunday school consisted of some young adult reading from the suday school book verbatim (later I learned because he/she didn't prepare beforehand), reading questions straight from the book, and one of us kids answering "Jesus?" to every single question. We didn't have enough people to have a formal choir, so even children who could carry a tune were encouraged to sit behind the pastor. I loved to get up there and sing. It made me feel important.

chonsigirl · Post by **chonsigirl** » Sun Jul 24, 2005 10:51 am

Sounds like a wonderful church, I prefer smaller congregations. My father was a missionary, so he was the visiting "preacher" when we travelled around. And on those days I was not behaving well, I did not look forward to sitting in that front pew.....................

Ted · Post by **Ted** » Sun Jul 24, 2005 3:49 pm

I was raised in a Fellowship Baptist Church. As I grew older I began to see differences between what I heard in Sunday sermons and what the Bible was teaching. I also began to see differences between what other "Christians" were doing and what the Bible was teaching.

Needless to say I eventually left and was told bluntly by the Pastor that I was on the road to hell because I had left this particular church. My response was "And you call yourself a Christian".

Shalom

Ted:-6

nvalleyvee · Post by **nvalleyvee** » Sun Jul 24, 2005 4:02 pm

My Grandfather made us go to Church. All I remember is getting kicked out of Sunday School for asking Why and not taking the leap of faith. I got to stay home and cook Sunday Dinner with Grandma after that.

Ted · Post by **Ted** » Sun Jul 24, 2005 4:05 pm

nvalleyvee:-6

LOL. Good for you.

Shalom

Ted:-6

nvalleyvee · Post by **nvalleyvee** » Sun Jul 24, 2005 4:14 pm

It was worth the beating Grandpa gave me with his razor strop not to have to go back. I came to be one heck of a cook too! :wah:

Ted · Post by **Ted** » Sun Jul 24, 2005 4:30 pm

nvallevee:-6

OUCH! on the first part and congratulations on the second. My wife is a darn good cook too although I don't think there was a razor strop involved.

Shalom

Ted:-6

BTS · Post by **BTS** » Sun Jul 24, 2005 6:55 pm

nvalleyvee wrote: It was worth the beating Grandpa gave me with his razor strop not to have to go back. I came to be one heck of a cook too! :wah:

I second that emotion!!

Clint · Post by **Clint** » Wed Jul 27, 2005 11:43 pm

When I was about 8 years old my buddy and I were having a good time during a Sunday morning service. Pretty soon we forgot where we were and started getting pretty loud. The Pastor didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t care for the competition and came down out of his pulpit, walked to the place we were sitting and told us to quiet down. IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ll never forget it.

When I was a teenager several friends and I used to enjoy going to a Wed. night Baptist service. It was very small and informal and they let us pick the hymns we wanted to sing. We even got to discuss the PastorÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s message with him. My parents also enjoyed the break from the very formal and methodic Lutheran services where we were members. Today, I also have fond memories of the Lutheran services