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When I was little, my grandmother would take me to church with her, and she would introduce me to people.

My mother was truly my saving grace, because she would take me to church with her. I would see my mother smiling in the choir, and I wanted to know this God that made her so happy. If I had not had that faith in my life, I don't know where I would be right now.

I still went to church regularly every Sunday; that is we all went there together. I reverenced the family pew where we had assembled for so many years; and apart from that reason I hold it dear because it is associated in my memory with my mother.

I attended Sunday School and then church with my father and mother throughout my childhood.

Praying privately in churches, I began to discover that heaven was my true home and also that it was here and now, woven into this life.

I remember how my mother would bring us to chapel on Sundays... and my father used to wait outside. One of the things that I picked up from my father and my mother was the sense that religion often gets in the way of God. For me, at least, it got in the way.

My family took me to church when I was like 4 years old, and I had to be in a pageant, and I was playing Jesus.

I went to church with my grandparents sometimes and I loved it.

My grandmother, she's been the positive portion of my life the entire time. She raised us Baptist, and when I got old enough to say I didn't want to go to church, she didn't force me. She was cool.