Six and a half years ago, I made a decision to be a Christian. I decided to follow Christ. I wasn’t totally sure what that would entail, nor was I really sure that Jesus was the way to go. But I made that decision, and I stick by it.
I think that being a Christian and following Christ is more of an attitude and a decision than a spiritual smack in the face. I’ve never heard heavenly choirs sing. But I definitely have a relationship with Christ, all my own. Some days I’m super excited about it, and some days I’m just getting by. And I think that’s okay. There is no area of my life that I am ‘on’ all the time. I don’t know that that is realistic, at least not for me. I think that, for me, following Jesus means trying to follow him (and actively not not following him, double negative intended) even on the days when I’m not feeling so religious.
That’s my story, and I’m stickin’ to it.