I must admit that I am a church goer.  My reasons for going to church have evolved over the 49 years of my life time, but overall the reason I go to church is because it makes me feel GREAT!

Growing up I went to church because my parents made me go.  Now I’m happy to say that I’ve passed down that tradition to my own children forcing them, sometimes dragging them out the door listening to their plea’s “But Whyyyy?”  “It’s sooooo boring”  and the #1 argument “I’m TIRED.”

There’s something to be said for consistency.  I believe even though consciously I didn’t want to go to church just like my own children, that subconsciously attending church sets the foundation of long-lasting faith that has gotten me through some REALLY REALLY tough times in my life.  There are many, many things we have to do in life even though we don’t want to.  Making your children attend church with you sets that building block of “sometimes we do things just because.”

Once I moved out and got to decide if I wanted to go to church or not the OR NOT reigned.  Sometimes it’s good to take a break. Then I became involved in a serious relationship (with my now current husband) and I found a small spark of desire forming and we went occasionally.  It seemed to strengthen our relationship and it was fun to try out different churches and compare services; albeit, sporadically.  But the BIG kicker was when we began to have children of our own.  Then all of the sudden we both wanted to go to church and regularly.

There came a point in time when I got bored with church and began to question if it really mattered.  After some deep contemplation and personal reflection I began to realize I was going to church for all the wrong reasons.  I was attending because I wanted to ensure that my children grew up with the same values I had as a Catholic Christian, that was certainly noble, but I was beginning to feel like I was going because it was the “right thing to do” and for some reason that wasn’t enough.

Suddenly I had a SHIFT in consciousness; I began attending church because it had deep meaning for me.  I began seeing it as a place where I could purge the stress and emotional trauma of the week and be renewed and replenished.  It was a time where I could pray for my family and friends on a completely different level.  I began to connect with the deep spiritual vibration only found in a church or center where others come together to seek solace.  I began to realize we are all one on this journey of pain and suffering and for a brief moment we can unite and heal leaving with hope that next week will be better or at the very least next week I can come back here again.

I now know that I feel very deeply connected to God and the Universe especially now that I work full-time as an International Psychic Medium.  I believe church helped me strengthen my connection and opened a gateway of communication with the Divine that I now use to assist others.  I am truly honored and grateful for my ability to speak directly with the spiritual realm and relay inspirational and life-changing messages to others.

So there you have it. To go or Not to go is a VERY personal question that can only be answered by you. But as I always tell people who express frustration over religious dogma in a church setting:  “It’s all about perception. Focus on the semantics of the word and the division of religions, and that’s what you’ll get. Focus on love and healing in a church setting and reconnecting with your spirituality and that’s what you’ll get.”

Remember…whatever you choose to see is really just an illusion anyway.  ♥

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