My Belief
I believe there are people who come to this earth programmed with their faith in God. I have this belief because I am one of them. My dad was an avid atheist, he didn't need a supreme being in his life, he was just fine on his own. My mom was raised First Christian, by parents who were very strong in their belief in God and served in their church up until the day they died. Mom was not really strong in her faith of God, she would flow with whatever group she was with at the moment. For her religion was a social thing, church was a place to make friends. Or in the case of her children it was a great place to find free babysitting.
Every summer when she needed someone to watch my brother and I while she was at work, she would sign us up for Bible Camp at every church in town. We would go to one in the morning, then be delivered to another for the afternoon. On the days Bible Camp wasn't going on, she would drop us off at the local swimming pool for swim lessons and free swim, but that I will save for another day.
I can remember as a young girl, even as far back as three years old, knowing that I came from different parents, Heavenly Parents who loved me very much.
Time for a little caveat here, this is not a religious presentation, nor am I trying to convert anyone to what I believe. I just know that I have a Heavenly Family and I keep that for my own belief and survival. Please feel free to believe what you want and feel is right for your life. I applaud everyone of having faith of every kind and on every level. For me, I had earthly parents who did some really bad things to my brother and I, and knowing that I had other parents, even if they weren't here on earth, kept me alive through my childhood.
Back to Bible Camp, I had just finished my kindergarten year and for summer break mom dropped us off at one of the churches. I remember arguing with the the teacher about the story of Noah, can't really remember what it was about but I remember saying something and then being escorted from the room. Flash forward to the summer after fifth grade and my mother had me go to the Catholic Bible Camp with the girl from down the street. I remember arguing with the priest over saying my own prayer out loud, while everyone else read from the book handed to them. Once again I was escorted from the room.
I am pretty sure I hold the record for being thrown out of the most Bible Camps in Arizona and Texas. The reason for this was I knew who I was, I knew I belonged to a Heavenly Family and I also knew they were going to be so happy when I returned home to them. I couldn't explain it, but it was deep inside me and I wouldn't accept anything else.
I joined a church when I was 12 that aligned with what I believed, and then was promptly grounded for a year for joining; my dad was not happy about it. We lived in Alaska at the time and it was not easy to get to church because how far we lived out in the bush. But I did my best to attend, and although my maternal grandparents were disappointed it wasn't the same church they went to, they supported me by buying me my first Bible. I read that book and loved knowing that I had a Savior who loved me. It was funny in a way, when I would attend the youth program for my new church, I was told by another young lady that there wasn't any hope for me because my parents weren't members of that religion.
I was mocked at home for praying, then mocked at church because of my family. I left home at 16 so I could attend church, and then left Alaska in hopes of finding a church that didn't know my family and would accept me as a member.
I won't change what I believe in God, for anyone. I have been the best representative of Christ that I can be because I know that why I was sent to earth, to help others learn of God, too. I have no doubt we are all perfect in our imperfections. I know that Christ's atonement was for everyone on this earth, and that we have no right to pass judgment on anyone because that is not our job. It is His and His alone, we are to just accept and love one another. And man we sure do a great job of screwing that up don't we. I believe if a person can't get into a building each Sunday to worship God, but worship Him wherever they are and let His light shine in their countenance, He will love them. We need to stop declaring a person a failure or a sinner if they are not among the congregation each Sabbath Day.
I understand that there are many religions on this planet, some believe in Christ, and all believe in God in some form. As long as we love each other instead of persecuting each other for our beliefs, this life will be a lot better for all of us, worldwide. Harming another person, condemning another person, or taking the life of another person in the name of God is against what He taught us.
Take the light within you that is the light of love and goodness, and share that instead of hate, please, I beg of everyone on this planet. Learn of the goodness, learn of the love, learn of forgiveness, learn of acceptance. You are love and you are loved.
Every summer when she needed someone to watch my brother and I while she was at work, she would sign us up for Bible Camp at every church in town. We would go to one in the morning, then be delivered to another for the afternoon. On the days Bible Camp wasn't going on, she would drop us off at the local swimming pool for swim lessons and free swim, but that I will save for another day.
I can remember as a young girl, even as far back as three years old, knowing that I came from different parents, Heavenly Parents who loved me very much.
Time for a little caveat here, this is not a religious presentation, nor am I trying to convert anyone to what I believe. I just know that I have a Heavenly Family and I keep that for my own belief and survival. Please feel free to believe what you want and feel is right for your life. I applaud everyone of having faith of every kind and on every level. For me, I had earthly parents who did some really bad things to my brother and I, and knowing that I had other parents, even if they weren't here on earth, kept me alive through my childhood.
Back to Bible Camp, I had just finished my kindergarten year and for summer break mom dropped us off at one of the churches. I remember arguing with the the teacher about the story of Noah, can't really remember what it was about but I remember saying something and then being escorted from the room. Flash forward to the summer after fifth grade and my mother had me go to the Catholic Bible Camp with the girl from down the street. I remember arguing with the priest over saying my own prayer out loud, while everyone else read from the book handed to them. Once again I was escorted from the room.
I am pretty sure I hold the record for being thrown out of the most Bible Camps in Arizona and Texas. The reason for this was I knew who I was, I knew I belonged to a Heavenly Family and I also knew they were going to be so happy when I returned home to them. I couldn't explain it, but it was deep inside me and I wouldn't accept anything else.
I joined a church when I was 12 that aligned with what I believed, and then was promptly grounded for a year for joining; my dad was not happy about it. We lived in Alaska at the time and it was not easy to get to church because how far we lived out in the bush. But I did my best to attend, and although my maternal grandparents were disappointed it wasn't the same church they went to, they supported me by buying me my first Bible. I read that book and loved knowing that I had a Savior who loved me. It was funny in a way, when I would attend the youth program for my new church, I was told by another young lady that there wasn't any hope for me because my parents weren't members of that religion.
I was mocked at home for praying, then mocked at church because of my family. I left home at 16 so I could attend church, and then left Alaska in hopes of finding a church that didn't know my family and would accept me as a member.
I won't change what I believe in God, for anyone. I have been the best representative of Christ that I can be because I know that why I was sent to earth, to help others learn of God, too. I have no doubt we are all perfect in our imperfections. I know that Christ's atonement was for everyone on this earth, and that we have no right to pass judgment on anyone because that is not our job. It is His and His alone, we are to just accept and love one another. And man we sure do a great job of screwing that up don't we. I believe if a person can't get into a building each Sunday to worship God, but worship Him wherever they are and let His light shine in their countenance, He will love them. We need to stop declaring a person a failure or a sinner if they are not among the congregation each Sabbath Day.
I understand that there are many religions on this planet, some believe in Christ, and all believe in God in some form. As long as we love each other instead of persecuting each other for our beliefs, this life will be a lot better for all of us, worldwide. Harming another person, condemning another person, or taking the life of another person in the name of God is against what He taught us.
Take the light within you that is the light of love and goodness, and share that instead of hate, please, I beg of everyone on this planet. Learn of the goodness, learn of the love, learn of forgiveness, learn of acceptance. You are love and you are loved.
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