Every time I went to Christian church I couldn’t help, but feel guilty. Was I going because I wanted to or was it because was I conforming to what all white kids were doing on Sunday? Not only was I practicing one religion, but I was also practicing Taoism at home. My whole life I’ve been questioning my religion which isn’t hard having been raised in cities that contained people who believed in God and only God.
I started going to church when my friends told me that they went to church on Sundays and as a kid I wanted to fit in so I started to go to as well. Even though I thought church was boring I really went because they had parties every Sunday. My parents were okay with it because I was just a kid and didn’t know any better. I remember going to church and how I would look around and not help, but wonder why I we were the only Asians at this church. It took me a few years before I learned that in the bible it said that you can’t worship any other god, but this one. Since......
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