I'm what my sister likes to call a Recovering Catholic. I was brought up with a huge fear of God. I went to Latin Mass every Sunday and wore a veil and had no idea what was going on. And that kind of influenced my ideas on religion my whole life. But last year I all of a sudden got this pull to start going to this Christian church in my town. It just feels so...right there. I never thought I would be one of those Christian people but I think I am becoming one...and I kind of like it. This tree is out front of my church and when I was heading in for Good Friday service it looked so cool with the setting sun.
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