If you've been paying attention you'll have figured out by now that I'm a Christian and God is a big part of my life. I grew up in a Christian home, went to church every week and was taught about God. Between the ages of three and nine I lived in Nepal where my parents were missionaries, and for me coming back to England was harder than going to Nepal. I wasn't too keen on church while I was a teenager, and while I would still have called myself Christian, I wasn't particularly active in it. When I was about 16 or 17 I started thinking about it more and got baptised. Then I went to university. At this point I made the decision to go to church myself. Up until this point I'd mostly been because (see last post!) I like my parents and knew they wanted me to go.
Going to university is a pretty big change and going to church really helped me settle in to life there. God gave me everything I needed - good friends (some of whom became good housemates), encouragement and inspiration (I ended up my first year by going on a mission trip to Brazil). Throughout the last three years I've come to know God more and more and he's always taken care of me - given me strength, joy, peace, love and so much more.

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