I went to church on Christmas Eve for the first time since...last Christmas Eve? probably.
Now, I was born, baptized, raised, and confirmed Catholic. I used to be very involved in my church, until certain circumstances, and then I wasn't. It's a long story.
However, in all that time, I never considered myself to be religious. More spiritual. And I still feel that way.
I don't like the idea of religion. Religions start arguments, fights, and wars. Religions group people together under a belief that not everyone shares. While religions may bring some people together, they place a huge separation between groups of people.
I don't believe in God. Not the Catholic idea of a God, anyway. Not the God that you should fear and be submissive to.
I believe in a higher power. I believe in someone who watches over you, helps you. I believe in someone who you talk to when no one else exists.
However, while I may not agree with or believe the same things that are being preached to me at mass, it was nice being a church again. I DO enjoy the community feeling of being there.
It's nice to see that the same people are doing the readings. It's nice to reconnect with old friends. It's nice to be a part of a community.
Does this mean I'll go back to church? No.
However, it's nice to remember how I got to where I am today.
And I'm liking where I'm at.
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It was good to see you too love! Its people like you that are the only reason I come back for that mass too.
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