There are two things that I never discuss outside of my immediate family. The first is politics (and I’ve discussed it here). The second is religion. I’m about the violate my own rules, again.
I wasn’t raised in a church. In my adult life, I have never been a religious person. All of the churches I’ve ever attended were full of holier than thou people who looked down their noses at others, all the while committing the same kinds of sins. I wasn’t a fan.
I have struggled with issues of religion for my entire life as the intellectual part of my brain wouldn’t allow me to just have faith, though I have always considered myself to be spiritual. I have always prayed and talked to God, sometimes several times a day. I think about religion all the time.
Having a child made me think more than ever about my own faith. I picked up a copy of The One Year Bible and started reading it. I’ve been seriously thinking about going to church with a friend who attends a non-denominational service.
I subscribed to a new blog, from a woman who has a baby the same age as mine. The very first post that came through my Reader talked about the author’s niece, a 6-year-old drama queen who is very competitive, hates to lose, and has no patience. Excuse me, I have God on the line for you! At the end of the post was this quote:
7 Be still in the presence of the Lord, and wait patiently for him to act. Don’t worry about evil people who prosper or fret about their wicked schemes. 8 Stop being angry! Turn from your rage! Do not lose your temperÃ¢â‚¬”it only leads to harm. 9 For the wicked will be destroyed, but those who trust in the Lord will possess the land. Psalm 37:7-9
No doubt about it now, He’s talking to me in a big way.
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