I feel somewhat guilty for my lack of faith. Both my mother's and father's family were religious, however I guess with some of the personal struggles my mom had with being a single mom, religion was just not one of her priorities and also given her pastor told her that being involved with a black man and giving birth to bi-racial children was wrong, no wonder she never turned to the church for strength and spiritual guidance.
I have attended church and in fact my grandfather was a deacon and I had to attend church every Sunday while staying with my grandparents each summer. I never got what it was all about. There were people preaching, singing and then the best part....a trip to the candy store when it was all over.
Anyway getting back to my guilt. I am a pretty free spirited person. Live and let live and live by your own rules, but when it comes to religion I feel like people make a very quick judgment on whether I am good or evil. I need concrete evidence that God exists. There is none. I do believe in forms of spirituality. Whichever form a person believes in to help guide them through life's difficult times or to help them live a life worthy of living is valid.
I find my spirituality not through formal religion but through seeking ways to live a physically and emotionally healthy life full of truth, sharing and understanding.
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Thanks for sharing your experiences here Kelley. It was interesting to read about how your approach to this subject was formed by your background experiences.
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