When we got married there was a pastor named Pete, he was so great! Truly uplifting, happy all the time and wise as heck! I trusted him and believed in his messages every Sunday. I was getting invested. We had to have a marriage counseling session(s) so we went and really it was A) over my spiritual head and B) I wasn’t buying a lot of it. It raised a conflict and I didn’t wanna continue. We got married there but stopped going shortly after. I do really still know that Pete is a great person and am amazing guide.
These days I’m super uncomfortable in churches- I’ve been to way too many funerals by now and it’s not a happy place anymore. It’s daunting, scary and makes my nerves crawl. Do I believe that God brings people to heaven? Yes. Do I believe in Hell? To a certain degree, no. I do believe all my loved ones despite their actions and choices are all in heaven and awaiting the day I can see and be with them again. I also believe that God won’t hand me anything I can’t handle. I got mad when it first happened but with all the trials and lessons he’s put me through- how can I not believe that? I’ve had a hard life and made some bad choices but haven’t we all?! And I know that no matter what- God has my back, in the light and especially in the dark.
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Religion has always been something that I've been 'figuring out' until a couple of years ago when after lots of searching, questioning, I came to a place I felt comfortable with where I was. I honestly think it's something we are always supposed to be 'searching' and 'figuring out'.
Hmm… when I was a kid I used to say "Oh my God" a lot, and my grandma would get upset with me taking the Lord's name in vain. She explained I shouldn't say things like that and that I should go to church to understand why.
As I was growing up I think it made my grandma sad that I didn't practice with an organized religion. She was raised Catholic and my dad was raised Catholic as well. My mom's family wasn't really church-going. And as my brother got into junior high and high school he pursued going to a Lutheran church. I, however, never felt comfortable going to church.
One day when I was in college I called my grandma like I did every Friday (she was an AMAZING woman, one of my best friends). And she asked me if I would ever pursue organized religion. I was finally at a point in my life where I felt like I could explain to her my feelings. I told her that I had my own beliefs and that I do believe in God and even sometimes pray. I explained that I'd never found an organized religion that really echoed my thoughts on God. I told her that I felt like I could have a relationship with God outside of church or organized religion and that I believed that God simply wanted me to live a good life, overcome my challenges, and try to be a good person.
We had a long talk about it, and after that she never asked me to go to church again.
I still have never felt a need to attend church. Faith, for me, has always been very personal, between God and me. And I'm okay with that. I think my grandma was okay with that too.
(wooh, sorry for the novel!)
Yeah that does make the most sense since we are growing evolving and changing humans!
I had a lot of the same occurances. I did say oh my god a lot and members of my family would promptly correct me. I was raised in a mainly lutheran surrounding. But I never really could understand or fit in. I was never one to follow… I'm a wolf not a sheep. I had the personality and mind of "why, why, why" I can't just land on because the Bible said so. Or you just know. I needed proof, tangible proof and I didn't take what others thought was believable. It was hard even for my parents explaining a few bible stories- it was all half hearted. But I'm glad that I was never forced or made to go-and had a chance to find it myself. I do my faith in private. 🙏🏻
Thanks for the novel! So glad that you commented! Appreciate it!
I love learning about other people's religious backgrounds. Growing up in a small southern town, the question was never, "Do you go to church?" but "Where do you go to church?" Because the default was always Christian. When I studied abroad in Versailles, one of the gifts I gave my host family was a beautiful set of note cards that had a photo of all the church steeples in my hometown. My host mother was amazed that one small town had so many churches!