Owing to the unusual confluence of a sunny day in January and both Ariel and I home from work -we took Elias and Chester for a nice walk (Isaac was in Kindgergarten). It was a good respite from our house - Ariel is tired of installing wood floors and I am really tired of listening to the nail gun.
We are also rather bogged down in paperwork - between forms for our adoption, taxes, and our financial planner we are getting severe writers cramp.
While I was running around the lake in the sun, I was thinking about a question I wanted to post to anyone reading this....the majority of my friends are involved in churches as adults, separate from their families or parents belief systems. I would really like to hear from people about what kind of church they attend or would like to attend - and how did they find it?
I am only now feeling confident in calling myself a Christian even though I veer pretty far from the right leaning evangelical theology I was taught.
Religion is not something I get to talk about on a day to day basis, even though I love listening/reading to people talk about how they have sorted their beliefs out for themselves. So, please, if you feel like wasting time, indulge my curiousity and write me a note about your 'spiritual journey' (which makes me wince to write - but I do not mean it any kind of tofu-ey religious way)
Oh, and I got an interview for the job in outpatient infusion I applied for. Nothing makes a person feel good like being wanted.
Oh, and I got an interview for the job in outpatient infusion I applied for. Nothing makes a person feel good like being wanted.
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I found my church by searching websites before I moved. I've been an Episcopalian forever so my search naturally led me that direction though I'm on the liberal, progressive end of Episcopalians.
Send me your email address and I'll get you more....
I was raised a Southern Baptist. Fell pretty far away--as they say in my church--and was a guilty hedonist.
I've married into a Jewish family, and we raised our 3 daughters in Conservative Judaism.
Almost made the decision to convert, and then couldn't pull the trigger. Partially out of fear, partially out of some weird logic that said if all religions are basically OK, then why fight so hard to leave mine religion of origin?
Oh, I meant Christianity, not Baptist!
I think I have a hierarchy where eternity is at the top. When people talk about fear of death, I almost laugh. I fear HELL, not death! Just plain ole' death would be a blessing! lol
I fear my children's death, sure. Things like that.
Yikes. I'm rambling!
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