When I first moved down to the south, I was absolutely terrified to be leaving my hometown. Coincidentally, it was the same town where I exhausted the subject of “I never want to live here when I am older.” I was in disbelief with my thoughts and they became a reality. I was in the south, unaware of the atmosphere and the people.
I actively searched for various churches and fell in love with the appearance of this church. I hesitated at first due to the size of the church, but then realized I should go anyway. Thanks to my resistance of so called “fear” this is how I met my best friend.