I still don't know what Episcopalian means.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I've read in a couple stories that I was raised Episcopalian, but that's not true. I think that's just people assuming things. In some ways, I wish I was raised Episcopalian. I was kind of raised hodgepodge.
My first memories of religion were being taken to Episcopal church. My father was Catholic, but my mother, I believe, was Episcopal. So I sort of veered off into the watered-down version of Catholicism.
I am a Christian. My husband and I belong to the Episcopal Church.
Episcopalians are pretty thin on the ground in the central United States.
I'm a born-again Christian. I was raised Episcopalian - I've always been of a Christian faith, but I became much more active in it when I married my first husband, Marvin. I changed from Episcopalian to Baptist.
We went to a very liberal Episcopalian church. It didn't take for me.
I went to this Episcopalian school, and one day I came home and asked my mom, 'What religion are we?' She looked at me and said, 'We're artists.'
I still have deep respect for the evangelical tradition and feel, in many ways, close to the Baptist roots of my childhood, although I've been an Episcopalian throughout my adult life and a regular churchgoer.
I am a Congregationalist with Catholic sensibilities. Which probably explains how I ended up in a Episcopal church.
I was raised an Episcopalian. And I did not and I don't believe that anyone is looking out for me personally.