To Do

To Do

47. Make a religious pilgrimage

My Story

Updated February 21, 2010

I have nothing but appreciation and admiration for most religions, and love reading about them and studying the history, beliefs, and practices involved.

This love of studying religion originally resulted from my search for a faith that fit. When I was very  young, my family were active members of the Catholic church, and if it hadn’t been for my parents’ divorce when I was five, I probably would have grown up in that faith and would be a guilt-ridden Catholic to this very day.

But fate took a different turn and we spent years not attending church, though I don’t think my mother was anything other than Christian.

When I was a teenager, my mother and stepfather decided to return to church – to a protestant church – and out of respect for my nearness to adulthood, I was allowed to decide if I would join them. I went a few times, but it never felt right, so I stopped going. That’s caused a rift in my family that I don’t think can ever be healed. The rest of my immediate family is convinced that I’m a sinner who is going to spend eternity burning in Hell, but I don’t share that belief. It just doesn’t feel right.

I’m still in search for the religion that fits, and when I find it, I’ll make a pilgrimage to celebrate my newly found faith.

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