Views on religion
Wowee…. Well. I was raised in a Christian home. We went to church religiously. And also Easter and Christmas. My dad was a little over zealous about everything. So sometimes we went without a TV so that satan didn’t have a portal into our home. My sister collected those little troll dolls with the wish stones in their bellies. For years. She saved up her kid money and bought a big soft one like a cabbage patch kid. For some Holy reason, my dad decided the dolls were a sin, they were idols. Rather than having my sister give her little sin idols to someone else to worship, my sister had to burn them. She and my dad burned those plastic and rubber environmental hazards in our tumbleweed pile one Saturday morning. She had to get up early to burn her trolls. Because Jesus.
My mom was obedient to her husband, and we honored our father and mother. When I was in high school I began to follow God in more relaxed and enjoyable fashion. I was part of a school club that worshipped on Friday afternoons in a classroom. I was on the worship team at our family church. We started a youth group at our church and went to God-fests and did 30 hour Famines. I had my own faith based on things I’d seen and understood and things I’d learned.
I am now what the Bible calls a luke-warm Christian… we don’t go to church and havn’t introduced our children to that world. We think about it, we talk about it, we don’t know when the right time will be.
So- that’s my take on religion.
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