Religious forum genre is special, very holy writing. People share profound feelings,
and can be philosophers any day of the week. Some more topics we discuss
Newbie question about the 54 day Rosary
Praying for those who do not believe in Jesus Christ
What’s the Proper Way to Dispose of Sacred Material Was St. Cyprian a Donatist?
Does God Exist????
Did C. S. Lewis have a known view on Catholicism New
Is it acceptable to take matters into your own hands if authorities will not enforce the law?
Contraception isn’t exactly sinful outside of marriage… Deuterocanonical books?
Please pray for my mom. FAQ on The Divine Mercy
Not supposed to pray for your own personal peace?
You know how a seashore is considered a tempting place to relax? Does it get to anyone else that there is unrelenting tension in the shifting tide? Just the other day I left my clothes on dry sand, went naked to submerge, and returned to find the salt water trying on my boots.
It is wrong to blame water. Who hasn’t stolen boots or rendered outfits unwearable when overcome by oceanic sensation?
Other people’s boyfriends call me a witch. The hot legacy of my birthplace— incessant hero’s journey advice dispensed through periodic bursts of clinical or quotidian mania— sexism— just needs somewhere to hang its coat. Almost a genetic predisposition— latent power between shoulder blades, between constellations, I don’t even know. My special evil is broad and right as the ocean.
My mother lists places where we lived through the “best of times/worst of times” period a family might review in a nostalgic way following a somewhat alleviated condition of poverty. I have only one memory of Lenox, Mass— a cartoon composite in which all the woodland creatures gather placid before the window in a cute tableau: deer, possum, raccoon, fox, mouse, turtle, rabbit, frog. Laura: “did you recall we hand-fed them hot dogs?”
It is 100% certain my first memory never happened per se. Memory-wash it in the whirlpool washing machine til it is dizzy as a philosopher. My vast ocean. Inland appliance. Geography of salt water laced to the moon.
Respond to this question if you’re a forum gal seeking spiritual fulfillment:
Does God Exist????
The last three days I spent stuck in a motor home watching my two brothers at an American Heritage Girls camp. I am 14, they are 4 and 9. They weren’t there most of the time (off having fun most of the time, turns out I wasn’t needed or wanted) and I mostly spent my time reading a single picture book of Doctor Who and watching movies picked by the younger kids. I became bored very quickly and soon took to thinking about my religion. Lately, life has sucked, and has ever since I started trying to get more involved with my faith. Turns out, life was actually fun beforehand. And as I sat and thought, I realized that religion seemed like something to pacify and calm down people. And over time, whenever someone pointed out a flaw, they were quickly shushed and sent away. The questions they raised were given rational answers and dismissed. And the main reason that I thought this was because everything seems too perfect. People scared of dying? It’s all right, after they do, they’ll go to heaven if they’ve been good and spend eternity having fun. Bad things happen? Oh, it’s all part of “God’s Plan” and everything will turn out okay. And if it doesn’t? You’ll end up dying and going to heaven, so nothing bad there.You have no idea what to do? Offer your suffering to God. That’s one of the things I don’t get.You shouldn’t “blame” other people for things. You shouldn’t pass off your problems to other people. But it’s okay because there’s a being who conveniently can take all of that away. The most convincing thing I’ve seen is in this link: http://imgur.com/gallery/MAgQWlr. Look at that. It’s surrounded by posts that are supposed to be funny, and a whole bunch of idiocy, but this one picture spoke volumes to me. All that wide open space, and there’s one tiny planet that apparently is the only thing worth saving. There’s a God that cares about that planet, because deep down everyone wants to be cared about, and this goes back to what I was saying earlier: it all seems too perfect. And while this doesn’t justify it, please believe me when I say that I had a whole bunch of stuff I thought about that I wanted to put down but mentally can’t put up with.
To which Lion IRC rejoinders:
I love that God made a huge ‘Taj Mahal’ universe for us to dwell in. It shows how much He cares for us. If God placed us in a dismal, tiny “shoe box” of a universe that would cause me to doubt His love, His power and His majesty.
I love that answer. To me that totally explains it.