My church and I had our one year anniversary this past week. In this year at IAC (International Anglican Church) I became involved in small groups, started helping with Sunday school, and today I brought rolls for a reception, so I think I’m well on my way to being a church lady (which was always the goal).
Regardless of the fact that the building is so ugly (beautiful churches just aren’t in the cards for me), and I don’t love love the worship music, this place feels like home.
After feeling very rootless since graduating from college, Colorado Springs has become home. Little roots begin to dig in.
*The picture is not actually of my church, but of Shove Chapel of Colorado College where we occasionally have special services.