If like MaddieD I had something like very mild autism, a lot of things would slot into place, but as it stands, I'm just socially awkward and 'different' in a way that inexplicably seems to repel people (but not because I don't wash or have bad breath or anything like that).
A child of atheist parents, I first appreciated Christ's love for me when I was 14, after being invited to church by a classmate. She kept her distance from me socially; I don't think she ever really liked me all that much, she just saw that I needed Christ in my life and brought me to church. None of my non-Christian 'friends' really for me enough to do anything to try and help. This girl who took me to church wasn't exactly a perfect help either, though I appreciate what she did do. She invalidated my feelings, probably without knowing it, and said and did some things that still get me down sometimes when I just think about it. I had depression, anxiety and attachment problems and I was a clingy kid. I think I understand why she did those things; probably thought that if she gave me an inch I'd take a mile, and when I remember how I idolized some of my teachers, I guess she probably thought right.
She had a group of friends in her church, but they were a clique and didn't invite me to be fully part of them. There were other kids that sort of converted during my time there, and they all found the same problems. The churchy kids didn't want to accommodate them. All of those new kids left the church and fell away from the faith, but in his mercy the Lord preserved me. Church culture was strange and intimidating for me for a long time, and I felt like I must be a second rate Christian because I didn't feel accepted there. I didn't feel perfect enough. Nobody came alongside me to teach me the doctrines of the Christian faith, and nobody did Bible studies with me. I just learned what I learned from the Sunday night youth fellowship and sermons. The one thing I had going for me was that I was a good singer. I had lessons. I sang in the church band sometimes in worship on Sundays. People gave me credit for singing, they liked and said I had talent, but it didn't make them welcome me into their lives any more. I became arrogant, proud and lonely.
I went to two different colleges after graduating from high school; didn't really feel like I fully belonged in my churches there either, but it was an amazing improvement on my home church. I spent a year in Europe; the Lord was looking after me because he allowed me to share an apartment with another Christian girl. She didn't get on with me totally well and preferred her other friends to me, but we still had some awesome times praying together and forgiving each other. At college people would write me notes when I was sad and messaged me, and one girl invited me to read a Christian book together with her and her friend. I was honoured to be able to care for the freshman Christians when I was in my senior year, and hosting prayer meetings in my room felt like an immense achievement.
But now I've come back to my home church. All the people in that old clique have moved on and gotten engaged and found jobs and moved out of town (some got married, but I didn't get invited to any of their weddings) - all except the girl who first brought me to the church. She's the only one of them left. She works for the church now, and she's engaged - ironically to this autism spectrum guy I naturally get on with a lot better than her. I help her out in the office sometime, she's so busy it's all I can do to hang out with her. She's the only other girl in the 20-30 age group left in the whole church now, apart from me. Things are a bit better. People in the church who didn't know me as a kid treat me with a little more respect, I can almost stand a few inches taller when I'm around them. But there are so many who remember. Every time I see or talk to my friend it's like nothing happened and I'm still that frightened, depressed teenager. She doesn't message me, and she goes out with other folks we mutually know, without me. But she accepts my help in the office because folk give her more work than she can do, and she still likes me to sing in the band, because now over the years the church has got so much smaller there's so few people to sing in the band, and they're thinking of hiring someone.
I'm thinking of moving churches. Things were better in other churches, other times of my life. It's like ever since I moved back home after college and living in Europe, spiritual life has started to revert back to what it was. There's so much I want to do, but I don't feel like anyone in church is really behind me. I don't know if I can move church though, because I'm worried about there not being anyone to sing in the worship band. Also, I'm concerned about my friend not having any girl friends her age in the church. I really want to be her friend, and if it turned out that she needed me, I don't know how I could live with myself after abandoning the person who brought me to the place where I got my faith. As my parents are atheists, I almost feel like that church is the spiritual family I never had. Just thinking about leaving feels like a kind of divorce. I also left my boyfriend recently, I don't have a job, I've changed my theological views since going to college - I'm disconnected from everything that made me feel secure on so many levels that I don't know if I can handle moving church too, even though my faith, hope and confidence are dwindling away where I am. My views are so eclectic now that I don't think there's a single church that could accommodate me - and if there was, there wouldn't be one in my little village. I think there ought to be real presence and baptismal regeneration, but I don't like consubstantiation and I just can't feel comfortable trying to pray to the saints or Mary in a liturgy.
Could anyone offer advice or encouragement? Should I move churches or should I stay? Where should I move to? What should I do about this friend?
A child of atheist parents, I first appreciated Christ's love for me when I was 14, after being invited to church by a classmate. She kept her distance from me socially; I don't think she ever really liked me all that much, she just saw that I needed Christ in my life and brought me to church. None of my non-Christian 'friends' really for me enough to do anything to try and help. This girl who took me to church wasn't exactly a perfect help either, though I appreciate what she did do. She invalidated my feelings, probably without knowing it, and said and did some things that still get me down sometimes when I just think about it. I had depression, anxiety and attachment problems and I was a clingy kid. I think I understand why she did those things; probably thought that if she gave me an inch I'd take a mile, and when I remember how I idolized some of my teachers, I guess she probably thought right.
She had a group of friends in her church, but they were a clique and didn't invite me to be fully part of them. There were other kids that sort of converted during my time there, and they all found the same problems. The churchy kids didn't want to accommodate them. All of those new kids left the church and fell away from the faith, but in his mercy the Lord preserved me. Church culture was strange and intimidating for me for a long time, and I felt like I must be a second rate Christian because I didn't feel accepted there. I didn't feel perfect enough. Nobody came alongside me to teach me the doctrines of the Christian faith, and nobody did Bible studies with me. I just learned what I learned from the Sunday night youth fellowship and sermons. The one thing I had going for me was that I was a good singer. I had lessons. I sang in the church band sometimes in worship on Sundays. People gave me credit for singing, they liked and said I had talent, but it didn't make them welcome me into their lives any more. I became arrogant, proud and lonely.
I went to two different colleges after graduating from high school; didn't really feel like I fully belonged in my churches there either, but it was an amazing improvement on my home church. I spent a year in Europe; the Lord was looking after me because he allowed me to share an apartment with another Christian girl. She didn't get on with me totally well and preferred her other friends to me, but we still had some awesome times praying together and forgiving each other. At college people would write me notes when I was sad and messaged me, and one girl invited me to read a Christian book together with her and her friend. I was honoured to be able to care for the freshman Christians when I was in my senior year, and hosting prayer meetings in my room felt like an immense achievement.
But now I've come back to my home church. All the people in that old clique have moved on and gotten engaged and found jobs and moved out of town (some got married, but I didn't get invited to any of their weddings) - all except the girl who first brought me to the church. She's the only one of them left. She works for the church now, and she's engaged - ironically to this autism spectrum guy I naturally get on with a lot better than her. I help her out in the office sometime, she's so busy it's all I can do to hang out with her. She's the only other girl in the 20-30 age group left in the whole church now, apart from me. Things are a bit better. People in the church who didn't know me as a kid treat me with a little more respect, I can almost stand a few inches taller when I'm around them. But there are so many who remember. Every time I see or talk to my friend it's like nothing happened and I'm still that frightened, depressed teenager. She doesn't message me, and she goes out with other folks we mutually know, without me. But she accepts my help in the office because folk give her more work than she can do, and she still likes me to sing in the band, because now over the years the church has got so much smaller there's so few people to sing in the band, and they're thinking of hiring someone.
I'm thinking of moving churches. Things were better in other churches, other times of my life. It's like ever since I moved back home after college and living in Europe, spiritual life has started to revert back to what it was. There's so much I want to do, but I don't feel like anyone in church is really behind me. I don't know if I can move church though, because I'm worried about there not being anyone to sing in the worship band. Also, I'm concerned about my friend not having any girl friends her age in the church. I really want to be her friend, and if it turned out that she needed me, I don't know how I could live with myself after abandoning the person who brought me to the place where I got my faith. As my parents are atheists, I almost feel like that church is the spiritual family I never had. Just thinking about leaving feels like a kind of divorce. I also left my boyfriend recently, I don't have a job, I've changed my theological views since going to college - I'm disconnected from everything that made me feel secure on so many levels that I don't know if I can handle moving church too, even though my faith, hope and confidence are dwindling away where I am. My views are so eclectic now that I don't think there's a single church that could accommodate me - and if there was, there wouldn't be one in my little village. I think there ought to be real presence and baptismal regeneration, but I don't like consubstantiation and I just can't feel comfortable trying to pray to the saints or Mary in a liturgy.
Could anyone offer advice or encouragement? Should I move churches or should I stay? Where should I move to? What should I do about this friend?
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