I've always felt like maybe my testimony wasn't as powerful because I don't have a dramatic conversion story. I wasn't a drug addict, alcoholic, or runaway. But I feel like I still have something to share. Something valuable and unique. I was practically born in the pew (my dad was a children's pastor...so I mean literally almost born in the pew). I don't remember the first time I asked Jesus into my heart, but I do remember the last time I did. I think I responded at every alter call to accept Jesus until I was around 7 - and then I realized he was there! He wasn't going anywhere, and I didn't need to keep responding. Have I had a perfect life? Nope. Have I screwed up along the way? You betcha! I'm hoping this blog can reach someone that perhaps feels in the same place I am. As lifelong Christians we face unique struggles that call for a different approach and so I believe there is a place for another blog on the world-wide-web, and so Confessions of a Church Girl was born. I hope you're willing to grow with me, and learn with me as we seek to remain steadfast in our pursuit of the Lord. As we seek to never be lacking in zeal or become too familiar with his word or unimpressed by his wonders.