Last weekend I went to church for the first time in a while.
I wouldn't describe myself as overly religious, but I do try to go every now and then. As I do shift work, that usually makes it harder. I used to go every week as a child, with my family.
It was kind of nice to have a routine like that, a chance to sing, see my grandparents and get out of the house. Sometimes we'd go out for dinner/lunch after.
I still remember someone saying to me after I left school that 'I didn't have to go to church anymore.' and I was like.. if I don't want to go, I won't go. If I do want to go, try and stop me.
That and the kids complaining about religious classes and having to attend mass in school... bro, you enrolled in a Catholic school..what did you expect?
Also, I have little patience for people who get their newborns baptised purely for the photo opportunity and for no other reason.
The church in my local used to be pretty run down and homely but they've spruced it up a little with new seats and a fresh lick of paint. Sometimes if we were travelling, we'd pop in to a different church or occasionally a cathedral. I always felt out of place in the expensive looking ones, preferring the local one.
I was shocked at how few people there were at our session, compared with when I was a kid. It was early in the morning though, so that could be why.
Now, while I have faith and try to be a good Roman Catholic - I also employ common sense.
I'm not going to take a passage from any of the books word for word or extremely literally because I don't think a vast majority of them are super relevant anymore. Bearing in mind that this is a book that's been taken from word of mouth, sometimes several times and then written down and then translated all over the world. Many, many years ago.
What I try to do is take the important bits - for example the ten commandments or any good moral - and live by them or by example of people I look up to, like the kind priests and nuns I grew up with at school and in the parish or family members.
The reason I'm talking about religion is because of all the talk and comforting/confronting posts you see following a miscarriage.
Namely: 'God had a plan for the newborn' or 'if God exists, why does miscarriage exist?'
Honestly - these are hard to say and hear. Maybe there was a plan I'm not privvy to. I don't know. No one knows. I would like to think my child is in heaven being watched over by my God and my passed on relatives. It's comforting.
On the other hand, you could argue that if God is kind and just, why did my child die?
I'd argue back that God isn't micro-managing my life like an omnipresent babysitter. Obviously. What's the point of free will if someone can just take the choice out of your hand? Why would you bother to do the right thing or do anything if someone else is just going to fix everything for your lazy ass? What would you learn? Why even exist if you're just going to be a Sims character?
My friend Messi had a rough experience with her first born where nothing went to plan and they almost lost their son. He survived and is doing very well but naturally what happened left some emotional scars. She told me a while ago that she lost a lot of her faith after this.
I can understand this but objectively everything turned out well in the end so personally I'm not sure I would make the same choice in her situation but to each their own. No one's here to be judged.
Although you do get some assholes on the internet that say 'maybe this is God's way of telling you you're not meant to have children' like they won't turn around and demand medicine fixes them when they have a medical issue of their own instead of deciding that maybe their lungs weren't meant to work or they weren't supposed to have that limb anyway.
Shit, I think the world is plenty over populated but I'm not here trying to build my own army (that you know of) I just want one, maybe two kids.
Then, when they grow up to be as awesome as their parents and save the world while spouting a nifty catchphrase, these people are sure gonna look stupid nay-saying us.
I wouldn't describe myself as overly religious, but I do try to go every now and then. As I do shift work, that usually makes it harder. I used to go every week as a child, with my family.It was kind of nice to have a routine like that, a chance to sing, see my grandparents and get out of the house. Sometimes we'd go out for dinner/lunch after.
I still remember someone saying to me after I left school that 'I didn't have to go to church anymore.' and I was like.. if I don't want to go, I won't go. If I do want to go, try and stop me.
That and the kids complaining about religious classes and having to attend mass in school... bro, you enrolled in a Catholic school..what did you expect?
Also, I have little patience for people who get their newborns baptised purely for the photo opportunity and for no other reason.
The church in my local used to be pretty run down and homely but they've spruced it up a little with new seats and a fresh lick of paint. Sometimes if we were travelling, we'd pop in to a different church or occasionally a cathedral. I always felt out of place in the expensive looking ones, preferring the local one.
I was shocked at how few people there were at our session, compared with when I was a kid. It was early in the morning though, so that could be why.
Now, while I have faith and try to be a good Roman Catholic - I also employ common sense.
I'm not going to take a passage from any of the books word for word or extremely literally because I don't think a vast majority of them are super relevant anymore. Bearing in mind that this is a book that's been taken from word of mouth, sometimes several times and then written down and then translated all over the world. Many, many years ago.
What I try to do is take the important bits - for example the ten commandments or any good moral - and live by them or by example of people I look up to, like the kind priests and nuns I grew up with at school and in the parish or family members.
The reason I'm talking about religion is because of all the talk and comforting/confronting posts you see following a miscarriage.
Namely: 'God had a plan for the newborn' or 'if God exists, why does miscarriage exist?'
Honestly - these are hard to say and hear. Maybe there was a plan I'm not privvy to. I don't know. No one knows. I would like to think my child is in heaven being watched over by my God and my passed on relatives. It's comforting.
On the other hand, you could argue that if God is kind and just, why did my child die?
I'd argue back that God isn't micro-managing my life like an omnipresent babysitter. Obviously. What's the point of free will if someone can just take the choice out of your hand? Why would you bother to do the right thing or do anything if someone else is just going to fix everything for your lazy ass? What would you learn? Why even exist if you're just going to be a Sims character?
My friend Messi had a rough experience with her first born where nothing went to plan and they almost lost their son. He survived and is doing very well but naturally what happened left some emotional scars. She told me a while ago that she lost a lot of her faith after this.
I can understand this but objectively everything turned out well in the end so personally I'm not sure I would make the same choice in her situation but to each their own. No one's here to be judged.
Although you do get some assholes on the internet that say 'maybe this is God's way of telling you you're not meant to have children' like they won't turn around and demand medicine fixes them when they have a medical issue of their own instead of deciding that maybe their lungs weren't meant to work or they weren't supposed to have that limb anyway.
Shit, I think the world is plenty over populated but I'm not here trying to build my own army (that you know of) I just want one, maybe two kids.
Then, when they grow up to be as awesome as their parents and save the world while spouting a nifty catchphrase, these people are sure gonna look stupid nay-saying us.
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