Rambling with A Purpose: Part Two

I don't know why Christianity didn't take the first time I attempted it. I guess I could make a laundry list of reasons why I was doomed to fail: lack of good role models, bad church situation, lack of knowledge...I don't know...they probably all had a part in it. I do know that I was teenager before I started to realize that being a Christian meant much more than going to church. That doesn't mean that I began practicing what I preached...in fact...that internal struggle grew even stronger. I fought against the things that I heard in church (and rarely saw practiced) and slowly slipped into a really comfortable version of Christianity that I had grown accustomed to seeing around me. Sundays and (some) Wednesdays belonged to Jesus and the other five days of the week were mine to do with however I saw fit. I had no real problem being involved in church and still being heathen...the two worlds didn't have to cross one another and that was just fine with me. And then something ELSE changed.