I donâ€™t have a story about how I helped bring the church out of the economic struggles in the â€˜90s because at the time I was just learning how to tie my shoes. I donâ€™t have a story about how I came to Holy Cross and fell in love with it because Iâ€™ve come here all of my life. I canâ€™t tell of a life changing experience after listening to a sermon because quite honestly, I canâ€™t focus for that long. I do know that I keep coming back after all these years and there has to be a reason for that.
What does Holy Cross mean to me? Well, to start off, Holy Cross is my church. But what does it mean? The phrase â€œmy churchâ€ is possessive so therefore it must mean that I can keep part of it with me at all times, but so can the other millions of people that go to their church. Which is a good thing, I guess, because generally at church we learn how to be good and live in Godâ€™s light. But why do I come to Holy Cross and not a different church? I think it is because of the environment. Church is the only time I can think of where I can just let my mind wander and not have to worry about anything. Of course I listen to the sermons, but I also let myself relax and enjoy the peace. These few hours of peace are certainly appreciated in the high-stress world we all live in.
The other reason I come to Holy Cross is the people. The environment we create makes this church a welcoming, happy place. When I tell my friends that youth group usually consists of playing basketball, they all look at me in shock and tell me that is not what their youth group does. No, I cannot say that we are the most stereotypical group of people, but we do know how to enjoy life in the light of God. And now I realize what Holy Cross means to me: a place to teach me how to love myself and everyone around me and have a heck of a time doing so.