CHURCH- Did you GO TO CHURCH TODAY?
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Yes, and I'm so glad I did! I just started attending again recently, and I knew I missed it, but I didn't know just how much until I started going back. It felt so good to be back in God's house worshiping and fellowshiping with all my brothers and sisters.\n\nIt's no wonder that studies have shown that church going people are much more happy than those who do not attend church on a regular basis.
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The true church (Eph.5:27; Acts 20:28) still exists today! Only a few (Matt.7:14; Eph.4:14)people are in the one flock today. Yes, many have wandered away from the truth(Acts 20:29-30; Col.2:8) and established their own righteousness(Rom.10:3). The few(Matt.22:14) that God called out (2Tim.1:9)of 2nd Babylon(confusion) are in (Eph.4:4; 1Cor.1:25-29))God's Church today. The gospel is being preached today, but only few will accept it!\nLook what Matt.7:21-24 says!\n\nThe true church isn't the Catholic Church. It doesn't preach or teach the true gospel of Rev.14:7-12. Mostly it is called the Beast or Anti-Christ in Revelation. The protestants came out of her, but still follow her(Rev.17:5). \nClues: "sits on 7 hills"= Rev.17:9;  "claims to be God"=Dan.7:8; Rev.13:1; 17:3; 2Thess.2:4; \n"has thought to change law of God"=Dan.7:25(General Catholic Catechism) and "cast all truth to the ground"=Dan.8:12.\n\nIn Encyclopedia--I looked up the Catholic Church or Roman Catholic Church or Sunday---I forgot. But anyway; it tells you that it destroyed the 3 Arian tribes which are spoken in Daniel 7:24. But anyway there's alot of clues that the Catholic Church is the Beast of Revelation and not God's True Church. I have tons of information on these subjects in-\nhttp://community.webshots.com/user/morrisonmcdf1
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We woke up one Sunday morning when I was seven. I actually remember this like it was yesterday because what happened that day left a lasting impression which I honestly believe guides my "religious" beliefs today.  Mom and Dad were getting ready for Church and Sunday School and I obediently did the same. My sister and I were all dressed in our Sunday best armed with crayons and paper to keep us occupied during the sermon. (Doesn't that speak for itself?) So we're in the car driving to church. We are literally 150 yards from the church when we are stopped at a red light. Were we to go straight, we would have entered the parking lot of the church and routinely parked our car and, as with every Sunday morning, gone into this huge edifice to "get saved." Were we to turn right......it would lead us down the road to temptation! You see the road led us to the Great Smokey Mountain National Park only a 30 minute drive away. It absolutely blew my mind when I saw my parents look at each other in the front seat without saying a word, smile and then my dad did something that would change my outlook forever. He turned right. \n\nWe didn't make it to church that day. Interestingly enough, we never went back to church at all. My dad turned right and immediately started beaming while accelerating the car and loosening his tie all in one split second. My mother turns back to us girls just gleaming and saying, "We're not going to go to church today. Let's go the moutains instead!" Ok, surely you had moments where you and your siblings just sat there thinking your parents had lost it. This was one of those moments. You see, my parents were amazing people. The epitome of responsibility. If this is what is expected of you, this is probably how you should do it. If you say you're going to do something, you don't let someone down.........you do it! Were they spontaneous? Hell no! I mean......heck no. (Afterall it IS Sunday.) So for my parents to just turn the car away from church and head out towards adventure, this meant something huge. \n\nWe spent that day hiking up to Laurel Falls. Oh I can not tell you how breathtaking this part of our country is. The mountains all around you with the water flowing off the steep terrain into the stream that runs through the rest of the  park. We took our Sunday shoes off as we hiked to this point. We stumbled over a few rocks and roots in the pathway. We stopped and took in the sights. My dad would teach us a few lessons along the way about flora and fauna. We watched the clouds and made up stories about each one as we pictured the fantasic creatures each air mass formed. It was an amazing journey up to the falls. Once we got there, we all sat on a rock in awe. We didn't speak for quite a while as we all just watched the water tumbling down the mountain. We didn't need to say a word. I'm sure we were all thinking the same thoughts, feeling the same amazement. \n\nI ask you, would have going to church made me closer to God than I actually was at that moment? \n\nAs I said, my parents were amazing people. They had it figured out. And the little lessons they taught me along the way helped me figure things out for myself as well. We all worship in our own way at our own times. We are all in awe of this world we live in and somehow know that the way we have evolved into what we are now was probably jump started by a force bigger than ourselves. What it is and how it manifests itself may become clear in due time. Meanwhile, we can be in awe of it in our own ways. \n\nLater in life I asked my dad about that day and why we never returned to church after that. I knew the answer, but so needed to hear his take. He told me that he knew my sister and I were gaining nothing by hearing "words" at our age. He wanted to help us learn by doing. What better way to appreciate the creation of the world than to be a part of it. People don't have to
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Well today i got up early and did some Christmas shopping for me. I got rest of family done last weekend and sent them out west where they live. I live in Ohio.The rest of the day i cleaned my house and did some laundry. Had chinees food for dinner and will soon go down to bacement to watch movies.. "Christmas vacation""Santa Clause" and "Polar Express".\n Sunday i go to church then see a movie and find someplace to have Dinner.\n  I could have flown out west to have Christmas with family ,but air travel is such a pain and i have to work monday.\n  MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!
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WE WEREN'T THERE SO WE DON'T KNOW EXACTLY WHAT DAY IS WORSHIP.  AFTER ALL THEY DECIDED TO LEAVE OUT ALL THOSE OTHER BOOKS FROM DISCIPLES THAT WERE THERE WHY COULDN'T THEY MAKE UP THEIR OWN DAY OF WORSHIP. AS LONG AS YOU BELIEVE AND WORSHIP.
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he preached on the 10 commandments. i had lost my bicycle two days before (friday night). when he got to the part about adultery, i suddenly remembered where i left my bike. so you see, it really pays to go to church. May God bless you and have a happy thanksgiving.
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I can't imagine Church being a social event...Weird.\n\nI have my friends over for dinner and vice versa, I go to the cinema, we meet up for lunch and coffee or go for a coffee, we go to the pub, we go for a wander down the beach on the weekend - loads of stuff.
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Sure, it's okay. At least you're going. I wish my church had evening services, because the regular weekly service is held at a really inconvenient time for me. My spouse is Catholic and attends Saturday night Mass, and I'm jealous. I wish we had more nighttime services like that.
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Tony\n I was LDS. I was married in the temple and held many a church position. One day I meet the real Jesus of the Bible and my life was change forever.. Were you ever in the church?   Jim
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Depends on my mood and what's going on. Usually at least twice and at different churches. I'm exploring my faith right now. Thursday I went to morning Mass. Today (Saturday) I went to an Episcopal service. Tomorrow (or more like in a few hours) I'm going to Mass at 8:30, a service at the United Methodist church my family belongs to at 10:30, and later that evening I'm doing a liturgical dance at an eccumenical thanksgiving service with churches from the area of all denominations. \n\nI love going to church and would go everyday.
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Hi "One_man_woman",\nOne time, I was walking to the corner market for a loaf of bread when I had to pass by a neighborhood church. I was somewhat acquainted with the structure as it was always mentioned in the newspaper's community section. Known as "The loft," folks would gather there on Thursday evenings for poetry readings.\n\nHowever, this day happened to be a Saturday afternoon and a pair of gentlemen greeted me as I walked by. They invited me inside to sample an hour of their presentation. Ok, I went inside and found myself to be a prospective new recruit for their brand of religion.\n\nMost of the pews were filled with hooded monks chanting a haunting rhythm. There were others who like me, were wearing their regular denims. The service began like most other church-goers would be familiar with. A grand master of ceremonies led the group through some songs and gave a sermon. Near the end of the hour it was time for their ritual of "laying on of the hands." Some of the parishioners would come forward and ask for prayers for their ailments or a sick grand mum whom fell down in the tub. All the hooded dudes whose faces could not readily be seen would all place a hand on the person and their combined energies were presumed to have a strength and expedite a solution to the problem.\n\nOK now, there was another new guy in the pews who was watching eagerly. I noticed he had a shaky-leg syndrome. When he saw a chance, he approached the ring of conspirators and described how he never was able to settle down. The hooded goons closed in upon him, all to make a physical connection. The master of ceremonies began a prayer, a dogmatic mix of logic and pure hocus-pocus. I immediately saw the effects as the tension went out of the man's body. When the beseeching was near an end, the master asked, "Are the brothers ready?"\n\nA suspenseful few moments passed until he almost shouted, "NOW!"\n\nOn that cue, the brothers began to pummel their hapless victim. Continually delivering blows over head and to the solar plexus until he was down on the floor getting stomped. After another minute, the grand Pooh-Bah decided the treatment administered was sufficient to induce a relaxing calm that would assuage the nervousness for a long, long time.\n\nI can't say for certain that the syndrome was lifted permanently as I had a loaf of bread to buy and some other errands to do that day. I hope for you "One_man_woman", that you can find a cure.\n\n-Mark
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I haven't gone to church for about 8 yrs.\nI stopped going and I am not planning on going back.\nBut, me and that spirit in the sky are on good terms... we have an understanding. \nlol\n:)
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You will go to church on Sunday and get saved and trust your life to the Lord forever more...;p
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No, I did not, but I do want to go to Church.  The problem I have is that I have a disabled child and two other children.  We did go once and it was awful because we spent the whole time trying to keep our child quiet.  The other two boys were OK and could go off to special groups for the children.  It was quite a stressful experience, so now I try to pray at home.  A pity really, because I wanted my children to grow up knowing all about Church and the meaning of Christmas and Easter.
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I do too, i go to church every Sunday and i listen to christian music. my number one goal this year is to read the whole bible, and I'm doing good so far. i know not to many people love God or believe in him. good bye and wish we good luck on reading the bible. ill be praying for more and more people to come to  love God. I'm glad you love him.
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It is now tomorrow, Sunday.  We go into the House of Prayer to worship the living God and to hear what our Lord and Savior has to teach us this week.\nWe hear the Preacher teach us the living Word as it is a way of life.\nOur Church will be opening ground for our fourth new campus. What a day!
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i dont go to church often (i havent been in a while) but for the past few times i did go the preacher always seemed like he was speaking to me...\n\ni love the music and a couple of times i have even cried for no reason (not like boo hoo crying just like a couple of tears streamed down my face)...and no it wasnt because i felt guilty about anything (because i also believe that God is everywhere you seek him...not just in church)...my fiancee says that it was the holy spirit...