16 Nov 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 – 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.
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. 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.Back to My Story