My most important leap: 8 years (or two leap days) ago today

My family never went to church when I was growing up. But I vividly remember, from a very young age, believing that there had to be some sort of higher power. To me, it always seemed logical.

When I was in high school, I started to do some reading on various religions. Judaism really appealed to me. I took a humanities class where we spent a quarter going over comparative religion. It was an interesting experience.

While the studying and the discussions were valuable, I thought that if I was ever going to seriously explore faith that I needed to actually witness religious services.

I had kept putting it off. I said, “I’ll go once I get my driver’s license.” But I continued to procrastinate until my senior year.

One week, I decided “this Sunday, I’m going to go to church.” And I did. It was eight years ago today. I didn’t realize it at the time, but it was on a leap day. In hindsight, I feel that it was a good metaphor.

The first time I ever went to church, I went by myself. In years of talking to people, I realize that many people went to church for the first time because they (a) were invited by a friend, or (b) were drug there by family. My route was a bit more unconventional than that, but I think I was too young and naive to realize as much.

I was nervous as I pulled into the parking lot and walked into the church alone. The people were friendly enough. A middle aged man greeted me with a warm smile and shook my hand. I thought, “I bet he’s the pastor…” (he wasn’t).

I don’t remember very much about that morning. I do remember that I was more dressed up than most of the people in attendance. For the first year and a half that I went to church, I almost always wore a suit because I thought that was “what Christians did.”

While the recollections of that Sunday are sparse, I guarantee that I would have never dreamed that I would eventually be where I am today; in graduate school, working on a Master of Divinity degree from one of the best seminaries in the country.

My initial plan when I started going to church was to visit a new place each week. The first church I went to was, logically, the closest church to my house. It was a Presbyterian Church and I liked it. And so I went back the next week. And again the next week. And the next week. I can’t remember a specific moment when I felt that I had faith, but it was within those first few weeks that it became real to me.

When I moved away to college, I was initially very involved in church and Bible studies. I regret that same fervor wouldn’t last throughout the duration of college. I never stopped believing, but I feel that I definitely had times where I wasn’t living a life that reflected my faith. I believe that if a person TRULY has faith and is truly saved by the gospel, regardless of what he does or how far he may fall, that he will always ultimately return. The sheep might get lost for a season, but he will ultimately always find his way back to the shepherd.

From the first time I ever set foot in a church until now, I would have never predicated the paths my life would lead me down, but I believe that they have led me to being exactly where I need to be at this point in my life.

So on this day, 8 years later, I’m thankful for faith and for all of the wonderful friends and people who are in my life now who weren’t two leap years ago.


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4 replies

  1. You said Judaism really appealed to you, and that if you were going to seriously explore your faith, you needed to witness different religious services. Did you ever go to other services? I guess I’m intrigued by your Judaism statement and want to hear more about it.

    • I never took Judaism much past the academic level. I don’t really know why. We talked a great deal about it when I took high school humanities and when I started reading the Bible, I started with the Old Testament. Part of my reasoning may have been that it’s definitely much easier to find a church than it is to find a temple (especially when most contemporary Jewish people in Ohio are theologically very liberal. I don’t think that reformed Judaism would have had any appeal to me).

      My game plan was to start out by visiting different churches. Perhaps if I hadn’t liked Christian churches, I would have explored Judaism further. As I said in my post, I originally went to a Presbyterian church and I really liked it. After a few weeks, I started to check out other places. Most Sundays, I would go to a new church, then I would go to the Presbyterian church (or vice versa, depending on time).

      I’ve been to a lot of different churches. Catholic. All of the mainline denominations (Methodist, Lutheran, Baptist, Episcopalian). I’ve also been to Non-denominational, Quaker, Mormon, the Vineyard, big churches, small churches. And I visited all of those within the first few months of that Leap Day in 2004.

      I think it makes sense that Judaism would have appealed to me. Especially with how similar Judaism and Christianity are theologically (save for the major difference of Jews believing that there is a forthcoming Messiah and Christians believing that this Messiah has already come).

      I still appreciate the Jewish culture and scholarly theological literature. I actually just bought a book last week on Medieval Jewish writings.

      Thanks for reading!

      I can certainly elaborate further. It’s hard to explain the Judaism thing. I think I “just liked it.” As opposed to any sort of complicated philosophical reason..

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