God is Great
First of all, we don’t have a habit of praying before we eat. We talk to God but not necessarily “pray”. Emma on the other hand, they pray at school and now that she’s going to the Episcopal pre-school/daycare, they not only pray before eating but they also go to church and do other activities where religion is involved. So now, before we eat, Emma would lead the prayer. It goes something like this” God is good, God is great, thank you for our food, Amen. It’s really cute :D
A few weeks ago our church had a Vacation Bible School event. First time and it was last minute too that I enrolled Emma in it. I didn’t know kids her age can go, plus she said she wanted to go, which was surprising to me because she hated Sunday school. So I dropped her off. Of course she cried the first day but when I picked her up she said she had lots of fun. She better have lots of fun! That church was transformed into a Fiesta with sound system, singing and dancing!
Of course our child wouldn’t do the moves. She would rather observe.
I’m glad she likes those activities. We’re not the most religious couple but think that a little bit of everything is good for the body and soul. When she is of age, we’re going to let her decide if she wants to stay Catholic or try something else or thinks that it’s all crap. It’s her life and her decision. Even now I ask her if she wants to go to church on Sundays. If she doesn’t, I don’t take her. When she said she wants to go, she enjoys it and the donut afterwards.
In my family, religion is always a personal thing. My mom’s family is Muslim and my dad’s Catholic. My dad converted and my sister and myself had always felt like the Catholic church is a better place for us. My dad didn’t let me get baptized till I was 17, which back home is a pretty mature age. We baptized Emma when she was a baby, but if she wants to be Buddhist when she’s 16, by all means. I think the essence and goodness of all religion is the same, people just get a bit too extreme and that’s when it gets dangerous. I think because of the freedom my parents gave me, I still think the church is a nice place to be. I don’t feel guilty if I don’t go one Sunday and I know that God loves me either way. We still talk all the time. Drew on the other hand, I think he had too much of it growing up and now he’d go so that he can spend time with us. It doesn’t bother me any, religion is a personal choice and I respect his choice.
Nobody really knows what is really true. Every religion say one thing is the way to go. Why do I go to the Catholic church? Because it’s where I feel the most comfortable being. Do I believe everything? Not really. There are a lot of questions and I think that’s normal. I think reincarnation exist and that I’ve had many lives and I’m here to make my life better until I really learn what I need to learn (which I still have no idea what) and of course that is totally against the church’s beliefs. Maybe I might just end up in heaven and that’s it; I don’t know.
God is great, if not, we wouldn’t have all that we have and our little girl is one proof of it.