I’ve attended church off and on for as long as I can remember. Since my oldest was born, I’ve been going consistently, and was there any time the doors were open. I was invested.
Then, about 10 years ago, I had a crisis of faith, or at least that’s the best way I can describe it. Nothing really traumatic or horrifying happened, I just felt unsteady and struggled with following Jesus. I went through the motions during worship, but never really engaged. I kept my crisis hidden, bearing a secret burden.
After a lot of wrestling, praying, reading, and crying, God did a mighty work in my heart! I felt free to engage in worship, but my outward expression of the work He had done wasn’t accepted in my old church. I felt like I had this new freedom, but then fell back into the cycle of shame when I felt judged for engaging in worship.
When friends invited me to Valley Creek, I found a worshipping church and was able to engage with a new level of freedom. You never know how thirsty you really are until someone hands you a glass of water. That’s what it has felt like every time we’ve come to church, and I am free to express my love for God through worship at Valley Creek.
I’ve learned that one of the ways we grow closer to God is through engaging in worship, and that outward expression blesses those around you. Learning this made me feel like another burden was being lifted from my shoulders. Truthfully, it feels like that every time I show up at Valley Creek. I am so grateful.