What is religion really?
I have read so many articles on how; 'Jesus will return to us', 'You will be sent to hell for defying God's name', etc, etc, etc. I have many 'debates' with my Morman Christian friend, they are usually along the lines of; "If the apocalypse was going to happen ..." or "If 'God' was real, would he make everyone suffer in the world?" and many more stupid things, and there's also the one where there was me and like 20 other people in on my side of the 'debate' and her alone. (and i'm not joking with those figures) "Global warming is a stupid religious cover-up because it's been scientifically proven that it's just something the earth goes through over a series of years, we just happen to be caught in the middle of the peak."
My opinion of Religion is something to believe in. Whether it be a higher power, an inner power, or just something/one to believe in that's watching you.
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Believe it or not, but when I was younger, I was a Catholic. I prayed everyday, Most of the time it was for everyone I love to be safe and for me to find some friends and that the bullies would leave me alone. Yea, I found a friend. He was just like me, (and even now, after 11 years, he's still my best friend.). We did everything together, ate, sat, played. We were the schools social rejects. At Tuesday morning scripture, I would get up in the line with everyone else and pray the same thing. It wasn't until I was 8 that something didn't feel right. I'd just walking in on my parents and grandparents talking seriously. They looked really down and I asked the small simple question of; "What's wrong mum? dad? Grandma?" I'd looked at my grandpa and tears were in his eyes, "grandpa?" I'd just walked in on them saying that his kidneys were about to fail. So, there it was, just after the operation so he could live for longer. For the first day I couldn't stand watching him do Dialysis. I felt so sick watching him. By the end of the week, I'd gotten used to it and was standing in the doorway talking to him. The start of the next week, he asked me to come in, I did. The start of the second week, I was reading all the textbooks on Dialysis, something only a nurse and the patient should know and understand, anything I didn't understand, he's tell me. I was probably the only person at the age of 8 who was doing medical things. I was doing his recordings, and when I was at school, I would pray that he would get better. Come the start of 2004, Something went wrong. Because he had Muscular dystrophy, he was going to suffer. I was praying everyday, just like I always did. I prayed that he'd get better. I did it so much. His muscles on his hands and feet were deteriorating faster, and by May, it was too late. It was causing him so much pain. I can remember the last thing he said to me. "Jess, I'll give you my canoe, you'll have to get your dad to help you patch it up, then you can go to the river and take it out. I love you Jess. You're the best granddaughter I could ever wish for." Mum sent me out and asked me to close the door. He was put on some medication to sleep. He stopped dialysis on May 13th 2004. He was taken to hospital on May 15th. My entire family were there. The most painful thing I did that afternoon was with my mum on one side and my dad behind me was walk in look at him the push my way back outside and sit down in the hallway crying. My cousin came out and tried to comfort me, I pushed her away and told her to "piss off". My family didn't like to hear me say that, but I did, and I didn't care. It was around 7 hours later, and it was really late at night. My mum came out and said that we were going to go home. I got up and stood there. They had started to walk. I said, "wait." they stopped and watched me walk into the room with my head down. I walked right up beside my grandpa, and did what nobody in my family would believe I'd ever do. I kisses his cheek, held his hand and said; "Good night Grandpa. I love you." I walked out, I knew everyone's eyes were on me. I honestly didn't care. That night I went home went to sleep with nothing to eat, I felt too sick to eat anything. I woke up at 3:27 AM and started crying. I felt so heavy and broken inside. Then I heard the phone ring and i heard dad leave and mum start to cry. They didn't want to wake me, even though I was already awake. I tried to go back to sleep, I did, I don't know how I did though.
Because of that incident that burnt my belief, I turned Pagan. TO think I was Catholic all the way until I was 12, and then turned into something that the Catholics want dead and believe are "Devil Worshipers" (which is bull shit because a Pagan is O.o not even correctly stated in a bloody dictionary, wtf! "a heathen, a person who has no religion" well, According to the two references and 'meanings' of "Pagan" I think I should stop calling myself one XD) I was under the influence of Witchcraft and being "One with the world" because to me it felt right and it made me feel calmer. Whilst in my depression because of my grandpa's death, I turned cold and started to believe that everything around me, was me, just taking a different form.
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The bible is said to be written by a man, and there are so many contradictions. People say; "Don't swear, I'm a Christian!" and then turn around and start swearing themselves. The bible has so many things taken from other religions, like Witchcraft for example and our law of; "Do what you will, but harm none." the bible says it with a few different words; "Dose what thou will, but thou harms none." or something pretty damn close. I know many Christians, and they all seems to dump this rule and just say they're Christian and forget the fact that even the bible has rules.
Whilst I am Wiccan, I have a bible sitting on my alter. My friends don't understand why I do this, but I've also got a Japanese Sand Garden Buddha and an item representing each element. I have my silver athame (fire), A silver goblet (water) a crystal dish with salt in it (earth) my wand (wind/air) and my pentacle (spirit). I have flowers and so much other things it looks way overcrowded. But, there's something as a Wiccan that I haven't go on it. I don't have something representing "The God and Goddess".
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This may seem like a pointless ranting topic, and me bitching on how much I hate my friend (besides the fact I tried to kill her XD) and the fact i'm depressed of the fact that I lost my grandpa 4 years ago, or anything else like that, but I want to know you opinion on religion and what you really believe in.
Is there really a god/dess that is there watching us all and laughing at how pitiful our beliefs are and laughing at our wars, our sufferings, our losses, etc. Or is Religion just a big thing to influence people into certain things, just like all the laws and rules we all have to follow. Maybe religion is something like that.
Besides, wasn't Jesus a Jew? or is that i've just been told?