I had a fairly religious upbringing. I was raised in an evangelical leaning Presbyterian Church where we spent a *lot* of time. Sundays were Sunday School, church, youth group in the evenings in high school. Wednesdays after school until dinner time there was various youth programming. There were pot luck dinners, Sedar Suppers, picnics,
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I don't believe it, any of it. I just can't. Don't know why!
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I do not believe in "God." At all. I don't believe in a god and don't desire to.
As far as spirituality...or anything like this...
Well, I believe in ethical concepts that are important to me: Cooperation and considering what most supports the ability of beings to survive and thrive, for a couple examples.
I believe that there's a wholeness to be found in nature and recognizing our place as animals on this planet. Is that vague? I'm trying to be succinct, since it's not even 5am. :)
I think that's me in a nutshell.
"Am I broken because I don't get it?" NO.
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James is agnostic and frequently tells me that being open to the possibility of anything is harder than simply saying there is nothing. But you know, mixed marriages keep it spicy.
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Hah, I love this. I didn't want to post this right on Facebook, because his family is there, but I think Tom has lost his religion a bit in recent years, and I am sure it is from me constantly harping on how ridiculous the Catholic Church is. He now claims to be a "cultural Catholic". I am apparently bad at tolerance and acceptance of things that seem stupid to me. Like claiming that God desperately wants to prevent us all from using birth control, because 6 billion people is obviously insufficient. I probably lean towards your husbands religious beliefs. Although I imagine that if I could convince myself that there was definitely, positively no God, I might be able to let go of 29 years of pent up anger at s/him.
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