“OH, I LOVE HER! SHE’S SO SQUISHY!” I squealed at 2 o’clock in the morning when my husband finally arrived home with my new puppy. She had wrinkles all over her face, long ears she tripped on and paws as big as my fist. My […]
Month: June 2015
Every Sunday, I’d reluctantly get up. I’d put on some obnoxious dress and be drug to a church I didn’t want to be at where I’d sit in a Sunday school class I didn’t enjoy. I’d suffer through it only because we’d all get to go to the buffet after church if we were well behaved. And what kid doesn’t love a never ending dessert selection?
It wasn’t until I was in high school and attending Youth Group, did I finally enjoy hearing the gospel preached. It’s not that I wasn’t a fan of God, it was that I was being forced to sit still and absolutely bored. My youth pastor would take the time to answer our questions. He made us excited about the Bible.
When we had our daughter, we already knew we’d be raising her with religion. She attended mass every Sunday with us and usually slept through it. We baptized her at 3 months. Now she’s just over 2 and knows what we expect of her. I have gone out of my way to show her that, while there is a structure to the mass, it can be enjoyable.
You can’t expect a child to sit still when they’re bored. I have her sing along with us. She “reads” the hymnal. Offers her goldfish crackers to the parishners around her. Stands on the kneeling pad and folds her hands to pray. Walks up to our Priest and receives a blessing. The kid has got it down.
And I know a few years down the road she’ll begin to question things. As she should. I feel that kids should question the bible to better understand it. My parents were always willing to help me find the answers.
She will ask me if there’s ice cream in heaven. Will she see her dog up there? How do I know she’s not going to Hell? What’s Heaven look like? And I’m sure I’ll even get asked about the periodic table and it’s relationship to religion.
In the mean time, we’ll continue to raise her to love others and their differences. Show respect and understanding. To be a good girl and know the love of her Lord.
“Target” just the name can send chills of excitement down a stay-at-home mother’s spine. It can also make your husband’s stomach churn. Somehow, we can all manage to walk in planning to spend a certain amount that ends up being multiplied by 5 when we […]
I don’t think most people on the internet know the definition of bigot. It means to be intolerant of those holding a different opinion. Well, wouldn’t that make most of the world bigots? Not everyone agrees with what you say, do or think. Plenty are willing to comment on it. Yet those who cast the first stone will hide in terror if you should say something about their behavior.
I continue to see memes about being too anti-gay, anti-gun or homophobic. When you share these, you’re being a bigot. You are throwing stones at a person because of their beliefs. I will stand behind what I believe even if that means I am to be persecuted by ignorant people who refuse to find out why I feel this way.
You say that we should be free to live our lives how we so choose but say I’m wrong when it’s not how you think I should live. Am I wrong because I choose to follow what my God has set as the laws of the land? Am I wrong because I believe in gun safety? Am I wrong because I believe in controlled hunting and preservation? Am I wrong because I parent different than you?
They will call me a bigot but I have not once said, “You don’t think like me, so you’re wrong!” While I may not agree with your lifestyle, you have the right to live it how you choose. All I can do is pray you stay safe from harm and live a happy and fulfilling life.