I began my Christian journey by sneaking out of my parents house at age 16 to attend the church across the street. It is a Congregational Church. That was 30 years ago. Although I still struggle with my understanding of God, regligion and life, I always feel at peace when I'm sitting in a pew and receive Communion. I like to look at the cross as the words of scripture are being read. I concentrate on the cross. When the bread is handed out, I close my eyes and hold that bread in my hand until the minister says to take the bread and eat it in remembrance. I do the same with the wine. This is when I feel closest to Jesus and life feels so right.
Unfortunately the little church I grew up in had a problem with the minister who was there my entire life...and now because of that problem I am so discouraged and haven't been back in the church. I miss it. I thought by doing a Bible study I could get my faith and belief back. While reading through this first lesson and many of the responses, I can't tell you how lonely I am for a warm and welcoming church, and most especially partaking in the Lord's Supper. Thank you for listening.