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conflicting churches
Why am I all of a sudden turning into a puddle of mush? I should be happy, shouldn't I. I am in love with a very wonderful man, we have been together for 6 months. That is something I should be proud of, right?Why does everyone have to make such a big deal out of religions? He has been raised by his grandparents as a mormon. I was raised to believe that there is a God. Just because I haven't spent every Sunday of my life sitting at a church doesn't make me less of a person. My mother believes that we are Catholic because everyone on her side of the family is Catholic; and being Catholic is like being Jewish, it is part of your heritage. At least that is what my mom believes. I have been inside a Catholic Church twice. Once for a wedding and once for a funeral. My dad's mother is going to disown me if I marry Nathan. My mom is going to be disappointed in me if I decide to convert to his religion. She likes him a lot, but doesn't agree with his religion. We can get married but just let him practice his religion and you do your own thing. That is exactly how I want to raise my children, the same way my parent's did. Don't get them baptized so they can choose when they are old enough, but when they are old enough to decided tell them they can't. The oldest will be torn between what her heart wants to do and what her family wants her to do, and the youngest will start worshipping the Mother Goddess and her and her boyfriends Wiccan Goddess of Pepsi. They call her Pepca. I don't want my children to ever feel this way. I want to raise them with one religion and then when they are older they can start researching others or what not. But they will at least have some basis for their faith besides, here is the Bible, you don't have to read it there are some stories about people in it. There is a God, if you do what your parents want you to do he will be happy with you and love you and you will go to heaven. I miss Nathan and thinking about all this makes me miss him more. I wish I could see him, give him a hug and a kiss and tell him how much I love him. Hear him say that everything is okay and that I don't need to worry about all this. Things are going to work out fine. But, here I am stuck in Montana, with no money and no way to get back home. I don't even know if I will get to go to his farewell, before he leaves in December. I think I am going to burn a CD now, all this thining has given me a headache.
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