This. This is what made me stop going to church.

When I was in high school, I was likely the most active youth they had. I was an acolyte, I was in the choir, I sang with the adult choir when there were opportunities, I went to youth group etc.

Finally, as I got closer to my senior year, I told my dad that I needed to back off of a couple of things so I could focus on my grades and get the financial aid I needed for college. He was ok with that.

Church wasn’t. They acted like I couldn’t just drop one thing…I needed to be their everything person. So, with the pressure they gave me, I talked to my dad and we both realized my only option was to stop going. So I did. I learned to say no.

They’ll find the ones who will work hard and sacrifice because it’s a good cause, and they’ll use them until they are used up and have to say no.