Sorely missed

You know what I miss? The awesome relationship I had with Jesus. The pure, unadulterated...oblivious life that I lived when I was a Jesus Freak. I miss being a youth in my church's youth group. I miss the day where the only "hardcore" music that I listen to was: Jars of Clay, DC Talk, and Audio Adrenaline. I miss praise and worship. But I do not miss how I lacked personality. I don't miss the fact that I was just another person in the machine known as organized religion. I lacked character; I was literally brought up with blinders on my eyes. It was a bit refreshing, yet scary, once the blinders came off; but it was for the best. But I still miss those summer days. Sitting at youth church eating hotdogs and chips, while getting slain in the spirit. I will always miss the camaraderie of the youth camp trips, and all of the games we played on the ride down to Tennessee. That was a part of my youth that I would never change. Thank God for it; but thank God for the "England" with the amazing personality. Thank God for the England that will never again condemn a man or woman for being homosexual. Thank God for the England that will proudly march in a Pride parade. Thank you God for my piercings, and my tattoos. Thank you God...Why am I crying right now? Thank you God for still loving me, even though I didn't marry young, and strayed from the "ministry." I will always love you; but not like I did when I was an oblivious little girl.