Behind a pew
I remember everything from my Greek mythology course from 8th grade. The stories were amazing, the writing was enthralling and while I loved every word I didn’t feel a need to devote my life to following the words. So how is it that generation after generation has given so much power to the words written in another book. Irregardless of your religious persuasion I find it interesting that if you take any random group of people in a moderately diverse city Yiu will find largely vary religious views. Each of those people will go down fighting with the idea that their religion is “the right one” and you, most likely, should believe how they believe. Millions have died because others were figuring for “the right god” against those who believed in “the wrong god”. I grew up Roman Catholic and with that came the relentless reminders of our sins and the ideology that if you don’t believe this one way you will be damned to eternal hell. Really, is this what we want our children to have engrained into their brains? How is that any better than, what we now consider being fictitious stories, teaching our children and having them unquestionably believe in Greek mythology? For that matter what about the words of Steven King? Can any story of the bible not have more holes poked in it than one of Mr. King’s novels? I am not here to say any religion is wrong or that any person cannot their own believes. All I believe is that any written words are just that, just words to be read and interpreted by whomever takes the time to read the words. I may be strange, different and/ or off kilter but I believe in myself, in those around me and in the life. Even the most religious people have done some haneous crimes against humanity under the shroud of religion. Believe what you are going to believe but don’t take others down because they haven’t drank your magic potion.