This story may change over time due to my recollection of facts and motivations, but overall it is quite accurate. I have no idea how my father or grand-father felt about God, and I don’t want that to happen to my kids with me.
I was raised in a Christian home by wonderful parents, with normal human characteristics. They taught me to acknowledge God and believe in Jesus. Over time that belief has developed and become my most important treasure, and I want my family to appreciate my journey and take from it an example to learn from, for good and for bad. Experiences and people who challenge us, sometime teach us more than those we readily accept or agree with. My faith is similar to many others, but different than most. One thing for certain is that I’m not ashamed of it, and I want my family to use it to build their own, find their own unique relationship with God, nurture it, and in turn share it with others.