I got a comment yesterday on here that has really made me think. I am pretty sure that the name was fake and I know that the email address attached was fake for sure. The subject was religion.
This post could cause a stir but you know what...I promised you that I would share my whole life on here so here it goes...
I am not anti-religion. I do not hate the lord. I do not burn bibles in my spare time. I do not protest outside of churches, mosques or Synagogues.
I believe that a power greater than me is guiding the direction of my life. I believe that that power led me to knowing about my disease in enough time for me to change the direction of my life to a more positive one.
I also believe that that same higher power put Megan into my life to help to teach me the meaning of love before I die and that that same higher power saved my parents from a lifetime of drinking and drug abuse.
My ex-inlaws hide behind the church to live a life that only they know about and that irritates me to no end. They put a bad taste in my mouth in regard to organized religion and I hope to lose those harsh feelings one day. I don't understand churches full of light shows, preachers with $5,000.00 suits or the need for people to make me feel guilty when I cannot donate when I enter a church to pray and sit through a service.
I realize that I may be offending part of my readership here and I am sorry about that. One of my most loyal readers and someone that I consider to be a valued friend and confidant is a woman named Heather and I respect her very, very much for overcoming struggles that have entered her life. She has made no secret of her belief in the lord. She lives the way that she does to help her to get through every day. We all do. It would be nice if everyone in the world was as positive as Heather. The world would be a much more beautiful place.
In closing I will say again, I am sorry if this offends you. I hope that you respect my honesty and frankness and that you don't close the book on Each Day Counts. I am not sure if there is a heaven or a hell but I know that I have lived through what must feel like hell during a liver biopsy, radiation therapy and surgery recovery and I know that I feel what heaven may be like every single time that I touch the woman who next month will become my wife.
I am crying here right now and I feel like I have relieved myself of a major weight.
Charlie, you did not piss me off with your comment. You made me think and I appreciate you for that. I value my open mind and the open mind of anyone that comes across my words.
Smile today and do whatever it takes for you to accept what the day will bring to you. I will enjoy a concert with friends tonight and I will share a nice dinner with the woman of my dreams. I will also take care to notice the blessings that cross my path. I fight so hard to not overlook the good in the midst of all the bad that I face.
