There's something interesting about faith and the places you find it. I was out of the country for 6 weeks. During that time I was sitting in a catholic church in the Dominican Republic with a priest that spoke a Spain dialect of Spanish (basically the difference between American English and British English). I basically had no clue as to what was going on because I don't get Catholic services to begin with, even less when I can't understand what the dude's saying. Yet, somehow, through all of that, I felt the overwhelming presence of the Lord. It brought me to my knees and tears to my eyes.
Today, I'm sitting here, bumming around in my PJs, loving the fact that I'm home. I get online to play around and find one of my Mormon friends from my trip online. We were talking about things we'd brought back for our families and friends from the DR. I told him that I'd brought a bunch of bibles. He'd misunderstood a conversation we'd had about religion before and mistakenly thought I was something like Atheist. He was surprised to hear that this non-Christian girl would have brought back bibles for her family. I tried to explain to him that I was religious and that non-denominational had very little to do with nonbeliever. I told him that I was fairly certain that we shared many foundations of our beliefs, but that our end result of our speculation was where we differed. For quite awhile I tried to explain and defend my believe system. It's interesting that you often find your true beliefs when questioned and forced to explain yourself.
My religious life has always been a roller coaster. I'd go from believing to questioning to apathy and everywhere in between, time and time again. Despite all my searching, I never strayed away from the fact that there was a God. Just as the moon waxes and wanes, so has my faith. God presence is like the moon; even when I can't see it, I know it's there and when it's out in it's full brilliance and glory, I can't help but see it and stare in wonder and awe at it's beauty.
That's all I got. Kind of random, but then, that's just me!
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I am old, and I feel the same way. No matter what one believes, I believe there is a God, as some call it, Supreme Being ... even in my confusion I know this to be the truth by the mere fact that there are things here in our reality that cannot be duplicate by humanity. I too love the moon illustration ... and find this post to be very comforting for this old one.
ReplyDeleteYou are wise beyond your years.