Religion creates more problems than it solves. Faith serves to unite people, to create a community with common goals, but those goals…sometimes they’re good for the world, and sometimes they aren’t. Honestly, I’m not sure about believing anything that someone reads out of a book or announces to a crowd, just because some other person said so. I just…question everything, and that makes religion…something I’ll probably not be involved in.
Periodically, I feel compelled to start going to services or Passover Seder or something. I know that what I’m looking for is mostly a sense of being with people like me. I guess I looked for that rather than for Catholic services, because I feel a little more in tune with my dad’s side of the family, and with being…a minority…and with the faith and/or community that a lot of my friends belong to. Let’s face it, I don’t have a lot of devout Catholic friends (or really any genuinely religious friends) but I do know a lot of people, including my grandparents, who are connected to Jewish communities in some way.
I don’t know. Every time I go to one of those things, I feel entirely out of place. I feel some kind of urge to look for spirituality in other places, too, but it’s one of those things I mean to research but never get around to doing. I feel like it’s one of those things I’ll never completely settle into. Mostly, it doesn’t bother me, though. I feel like I got “right from wrong” from my parents, without any of the heaven and hell stuff.
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