Growing up, I never attended church much. I lived in a household with my mother, grandma, granddad, and two uncles. My granddad grew up a strong southern Baptist, but did not feel the need to force my mom to go to church just because she now had a kid. Of course, we did the "keester" thing—you know, the people who attend church on Christmas and Easter—and when we did it was at the Baptist church closest to our home. If you've never attended a Baptist service, it's a bunch of holy-rollers throwing their arms up singing and worshiping, listening to a man condemning just about everyone who wasn't, well...them. I'd always been interested in the Catholic Church, and of course visited with a couple friends when I'd spend the night on Saturdays. I saw this assignment as an opportunity for me to visit again, see how I liked it. Turns out on! e of my n d attends the Catholic Student Center for mass every Sunday, so this past Sunday I went with her. The first thing I loved was that there......
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