I had been wearing my blue jeans at home and when we were around family, but hadn't really gone out in public yet, until that day...
As I put my jeans on that morning, I kept telling myself, "Wearing jeans is not a sin and I should be able to wear them anywhere I want." I knew though that if anyone from "the church" saw me, to them it would only confirm that I had backslid and was on my way to hell. Some of them thought that already, simply because we had left the church we had been attending since 2001 and were now going to an Assembly of God. But I had to take this first step for myself.