So, I was raised to be a lutheran.
Then I well, had an abusive interaction with the runnings of the confirmation class so we switched to being episcopalian. Which, the pastor of that church is ok, he has his moments but hes alright.
During my childhood I guess faith and religion [not spirituality, religion] was forced down my throat by my family, still is.
I tried to rebel and find my own sanctuary in boycotting the church, and becoming a spiritualist. Then upon later epiphanies, chose to become an interfaith spiritualist.
But. Theres so much doubt. And realism in my every day. Its almost a spiritual crisis every day for the longest time, and there is nothing I can do to look for answers. Every day Im surrounded by one group of people shoving religion down my throat, and then I turn around and theres another set of people promoting atheism. Angrily. All of these people, both sides, incredibly intimidating.
I feel like my faith comes and goes with my moods and my certainty about myself. And then I think, should this not be a constant thing? Are the athiests right and I am to be abandoned even by my Higher Being? Is everything I believed to be fate before simply a coinsidence?
Meh...
Then I well, had an abusive interaction with the runnings of the confirmation class so we switched to being episcopalian. Which, the pastor of that church is ok, he has his moments but hes alright.
During my childhood I guess faith and religion [not spirituality, religion] was forced down my throat by my family, still is.
I tried to rebel and find my own sanctuary in boycotting the church, and becoming a spiritualist. Then upon later epiphanies, chose to become an interfaith spiritualist.
But. Theres so much doubt. And realism in my every day. Its almost a spiritual crisis every day for the longest time, and there is nothing I can do to look for answers. Every day Im surrounded by one group of people shoving religion down my throat, and then I turn around and theres another set of people promoting atheism. Angrily. All of these people, both sides, incredibly intimidating.
I feel like my faith comes and goes with my moods and my certainty about myself. And then I think, should this not be a constant thing? Are the athiests right and I am to be abandoned even by my Higher Being? Is everything I believed to be fate before simply a coinsidence?
Meh...
