During my high school years, I sang in the church youth choir. Those were the days of the Jesus Freaks, pre-fundamentalist charismatic apolitical fellowship volleyball and singing for the pleasure of salvation days. We frowned on pre-marital sex, but for us that meant petting, and possibly we were against abortion, but I cannot remember a single conversation about it. The times were completely different. To be a fundamentalist then meant you took the Bible seriously on spiritual terms. It was not a declaration of war against the World. It was just another way to say, I'm saved.
And I was saved, and it saved my life, if not my soul. I had a crappy childhood, which did not set me apart too far from the crowd, but it was miserable enough for me. I have no idea where I would have gone, what I would have become. I became a Christian, and I went to Bible study, to youth group, and I sang in the choir. I enjoyed it tremendously.
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