Narrative Essay On Christianity

On Saturday, September 30th, 2017, I went to a Roman Catholic Church called St. Joan of Arc near my Jackson Heights neighborhood at 35th Avenue between 82nd and 83rd Street by myself to go on a mass in English at around 5 PM thru 7:30 PM. Before I had entered inside the church I had seen statues, structures, arches and crosses that I had no idea of what/who it is. My first thoughts before I went to the church for an English mass I expect it to be peaceful, quiet and confused of what to do that I consider myself to believe in Confucianism/Buddhism.
As I went inside the church, I had quietly sat down and waited patiently for the pastor to come in. Moreover, as I waited patiently, I saw some people lighting up the non-flammable candles and doing the cross. After the pastor had come to started to do some praying/masses, I

This also proves that, the pastor was saying that love is all about romance, a first date is all going well and a breakup, it’s a pain. This is because when we fall in love someone, we had to choose who you love and its part of a life we encounter by simply trust each other, stick with each other and to have a long-term relationship. After the pastor had talked about love, he had quickly moved on to death that death for people is suffering and a huge pain. This means that, the pastor had mentioned how death is part of life, we cannot avoid death, death is something that we all must face, its heartbreaking (we all must/should overcome it), death is not forgotten and after you die, people will try to remember when you die. Moreover, when the pastor moves on to talk to accept death, it is important to accept it and to not avoid it but how to accept it. After someone dies, it is important to celebrate annually and to reminisce the good times/possible bad times of what the person used to do with you and it’s a sympathy for people to have lost loved