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My religious life could broadly be interpreted as me being a Big Event Christian™. You know, that guy that shows up for all the major events such as Christmas, Easter, weddings and funerals? That’s me.
I believe in the tenets of Christianity but at the same time view myself as so fallen that I have resigned myself to the knowledge that judgment day will not be pretty. (After that will probably really suck but let’s not get too depressing, shall we?)
There were times when I was prepared to walk away from it entirely. When my father passed when I was 16 I was very angry at the world. A Catholic nun who counseled me during and after my father’s illness stopped me. The love of a good woman who would become my wife stopped me the second time.
As I look around now, I am seeing an uncomfortable amount of hatred based in religious affiliations. I am reminded of accounts of “The Troubles” in Northern Ireland when gunmen would burst into large gatherings and ask the Catholics and the Protestants to divide themselves by demanding that the members of one of those groups get down on their knees. Since you didn’t know if they were going to shoot the kneelers or those left standing you had to make a choice. Damned if you do, damned if you didn’t.
These days, I am having more of a Spartacus moment than a religious one. All I really want to do is stand up and say, “I am a Jew.” And l’ll let God and Christ do with me as they please.Published in