Happy Easter/Passover, everyone!
I remember when Easter used to mean something to me. When I was little, everything was simple. My parents said God existed, and the people at church said God existed, so there was no doubt in my mind that He did. Those times are long gone.
Nothing's a given anymore. I haven't been sure of anything for the longest time. Nothing is 100%. Which makes life harder, but interesting. Gray areas are unavoidable as I mature. And I hate being confused, but what can you do? There will never be a point in my life when everything makes sense. It's scary, but something we all have to face.
Sometimes I worry that I'm wrong, and the Christian God is real. And that I'm being blasphemous by not believing in Him, even when I was raised to do so. But most of the time I think I'm right. The Bible has too many contradictions to be true. But at least it's a good story.
 sailor Z · Mon Apr 09, 2007 @ 03:50am · 0 Comments |
