Path Towards Faith

I was one of those kids that asked a ton of questions all the time because I was always watching and wondering. I wasn't obnoxious about it, but as an adult not much has changed. I find that what I have been questioning the most for the past year has been about spirituality. I have felt loss, unconnected and saddened by not having my tribe to talk to, question and ponder with in regards to anything spiritual. As I previously mentioned I did accept Jesus as my Savior, but to say that I have been living up to His word would be a lie. So much has happened and perhaps I will share it at some point. I have read and experienced many things over the past year to do with Wicca, Shamanism, and other things that would be listed under the occult or new age. I honestly saw some wonderful things on the surface, but as I dived deeper I continued to have this nagging feeling that it wasn't right for me, even though I did not fully understand why. I kept thinking it is about nature, kindness,

I wanted my first post to be a brief back story of how my journey coming to know Jesus began. I did not grow up in a family that ever went to church or really talked about anything religious. What I did know as a child is that when people die they go to Heaven and that there is this place called Hell that you did not want to go to. I did have various friends and some outside family that would invite me to church with them and I was always allowed to go. I found it boring at the time and very monotonous, so needless to say I had no excitement about church, God or anything to do with it really. As a teen I did begin to sort of look at religion as a whole and question myself as to what I believed in and didn't believe in. I asked my parents why we never went to a church. My moms answer was simple, "I don't want to push any beliefs onto you, decide for yourself what you believe." This led me to ask my grandmother. She at least gave me some more advice, she talked about he