Candy Risher’s Story

I’ve attended church for as long as I can remember. Off and on really, sometimes more off than on, but that’s neither here nor there. Since my oldest was born, I’ve been a solid church attendee and leader. Volunteered, was there if 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 had questions. And I realized that in all the time I had spent at church I had nobody to go to with my questions. I kept my crisis hidden, bearing a secret burden ā€“ I covered my shame with a mask of happiness on Sunday mornings.

After a lot of wrestling, praying, reading, praying, and crying, God did a mighty work in my heart. and I felt like following was no longer weighty. You never know how thirsty you really are until someone hands you a glass of water. And 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.

Iā€™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. I feel like another yoke was being lifted from my shoulders. Truthfully, it feels like every time I show up at Valley Creek another yoke is removed and the burden becomes lighter.

I am so grateful.