tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10945725.post6501445101012610499..comments2023-10-30T09:17:01.960-04:00Comments on Ramblings Of A Mixed Up Mama: FaithMixed Up Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07143047843836399638noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10945725.post-877668427357732512009-10-09T10:35:49.437-04:002009-10-09T10:35:49.437-04:00You just have this way of hitting home with me...m...You just have this way of hitting home with me...maybe it's because you're a mother figure in my life. I don't know...<br /><br />I understand where you are coming from along with my family. I know you probably don't want a story, but I dunno, guess I kinda feel like I should spill (there's really gonna be 2 stories here).<br /><br />I'll bore you with the first. My family has been going to the same church since I can remember, the Methodist church in White Cloud. My grandparents (dad's parents) have always been extremely active. My grandma was choir leader, did special music, played the piano, ran the children's Christmas concerts and did Sunday School music among other things I've been unaware of. My grandpa had a key to the building and would go to the church whenever anything was broken. Probably 2 and a half years ago this new couple, "The Mickeys" (fake name however very funny alternative when I tell you in person what their real last name was). All of the sudden my family's role in the church was forcefully being pushed to the side, because myself and my parents were also very active. It got to the point where my grandmother quit being the choir leader along with her other various jobs and we knew it was all over when my grandpa handed back his key to the church. And ultimately, our pew was empty most Sunday's. But, earlier this summer the Mickey's just up and left the church leaving their jobs open. My family was quite elated to say the least because our pastor's sermons revolved around how the church family needed to be one, never anything else. But now everything revolved around money just as your former pastor commented. Last weekend when I had work off I was so excited to go to church for the first time since June. But my mom advised me not to go because it started at 11 and was completely focused on our offerings to the church. I find that a little ridiculous....<br /><br />I can't lie, the faith your whole family has amazes me. I've never thought less of you for not attending a church because it's evident when being around you enough how strong of a relationship you have with God. I wish I had that. <br /><br />The strongest point of my relationship with God was probably in 8th grade, prior and after my confirmation to the Church. But, something happened in my life between 8th grade and 9th grade that cause me to believe that I wasn't worthy of His love (I'm really not making this up; I thought about this as a 13 year old :) hah) so I walked away. And I haven't been able to figure out how to walk back. Well, that's a lie. I haven't figured out how to walk back for good, I'm very good at walking back when I need Him. I suppose most humans are. It's horrible. It seems the worse my relationship gets with Him, the more severe the bad events in my life are.<br /><br />I guess I kinda lost where I'm going...sorry if you read all of it and it made no sense. I just needed to tell someone I suppose. And I like to think it always helps hearing of other people's similar stories.<br /><br />Don't worry. Youl'll figure it out, you know what you're doing :)Milohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14892805168403834367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10945725.post-35927510051908997962009-10-07T22:01:13.750-04:002009-10-07T22:01:13.750-04:00I adore you with every fiber of my being.
I...I adore you with every fiber of my being. <br /><br />I've been there. I am there. I don't want to be here anymore. We're working on that same thing at Chateau L. Olivia goes to a Christian school and is learning about Christ and comes home proudly reciting her Bible versus. I don't like she's learning more of it from them than she is me. We're restructuring 'round these parts. <br /><br />Lots of love from the Old North State right straight to the Mitten State.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15558251446838633202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10945725.post-10628934212881229082009-10-07T15:44:58.006-04:002009-10-07T15:44:58.006-04:00I understand this SO much, I truly do. That feelin...I understand this SO much, I truly do. That feeling of "loosing your religion". The people I trusted most in my life, who hurt me the most - were all good "Christians". They were the most unChrist like people I've ever known. Sending love your way :)<br />If you want to talk - email me, Darlin'!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com