Accidental Anglican

Last year I when I turned my life upside down

I realised that I needed a new place to attend church.

It's weird isn't it. You would think that because I grew up in a cult,

and because so many very bad things happened to me in a Church,

that I would think Church wasn't for me.

But actually my faith is an important part of who I am

and I'm not letting it go.

But also my faith has changed a lot over the years.

Thank goodness for that.

Today my faith is something that is at the core of who I am.

It is about how I think, how I act and how I love those around me.

It is not something I do.

It is something I am. 

I am deb.

I believe in something bigger than myself.

That belief, gives me a future and a hope.

So last year when I wanted a place where I felt safe

but where I could see faith in action, I ended up at St Marks Anglican.

I had gotten to know the vicar's wife.

And she is a real gem of a lady.

I thought, well Elizabeth is lovely (and non judgmental)

maybe it is safe to go there.

Turns out I love the Anglican style of worship.

I love how inclusive they are.

I love how non judgemental they are.

I love how it is not a performance.

It's just completely practical.

Ask for forgiveness.

Ask for help.

Declare your faith.

It's working for me.

That's how I became an accidental anglican.