a reply to: TexasSeabee
Ok TexasSeabee here is a story from a Fellow Texan and Sailor (FC2)
Born into and baptized in the Catholic faith, Was kept in that church until parents split at around 6 yrs old. Moved in with Grandmother because my
single father could not hack it on his own and he worked night shift so me an my brother got shifted over to listening to Mass on the AM radio.
Around the Age of Ten My father had started dating a lady of the Pentecostal faith, my first experience with a faith away from Roman Catholic. That
lasted about three years.
Around fourteen my father had secured him a home and while still working 3rd shift was somewhat trying to take care of me and my brother, during the
summers at least and every weekend otherwise it was with grandma, he had shifted us to a southern baptist church. This was the first time in my life
I actually got a bible of my own. I honestly and truly annoyed the preacher with my questions (the Main Pastor was also the Teen Sunday school
teacher. I felt comfortable enough to at that time follow the tenants of faith, ask forgiveness and be baptized around age 17) Stayed with that
church until I joined the service. (age 19)
While in the service I back-slid like only a sailor can (you should know what I am talking about)
After I had got stationed in Italy around 98,
I found myself in Rome and something clicked but not in the right way that most would think, sorry if I offend any of the catholic faith here, I
realized it was too what is the word, opulent. Too much show for what I felt was spoon fed substance.
It also was in the service I was exposed to a great many faiths. Even was engaged to an Orthodox Jewish girl for a bit.
I saw starting to see a great many parallels in many of the faiths I was exposed to, almost to the point of realizing some of the splits between the
faiths were over matters of should people see what is being taught for themselves, down to the color of the toilet paper in the bathrooms. Some
understandable splits and some just stupid ones.
I also at that time looked into many of the other theologies other then the Abraham ones (Yes I count Jews, Christians, Catholics, Methodist, and
Muslims in that group they all have the same Root even if some do not like to admit it.) like the Eastern and the Northern faiths, I enjoyed the fact
almost all of them come close to the same underlying message, "Don't be a prick. Play nice. We are right." But even in those I saw parallels and
wondered if the current faiths are just pot luck of others.
Getting out of the service right before 911, I got with an old girlfriend and made the mistake of getting married to her, she claimed to have found
comfort in the LDS faith but she was just using them pretty much like she used me. (thank the lord that was a short three years of Hell on earth for
After the Divorce I found myself back on the door step of the southern baptist church I spent my late teens in. But it felt wrong trying to go there.
I made the Ultimate mistake I asked the wrong question, the one about predestination versus freewill that was a big mistake because the pastor put
his foot in the wrong way with the "You do not Question God" response, I split from that church with the reply " I am not questioning God I am
questioning the asshole arrogant enough to think he speaks for him."
I bubbled around for a year or so angry at the lord. Venomous to everyone of any faith, even Orthodox Atheist.
I met the lovely woman who is my current wife, and she showed me a way of faith I never considered before, though I had in my hands since I was about
14. I had a bible sure it was the gutted king James version, but I also had inherited the family catholic bible (nice big gold leaf with the pictures
in the middle and the whole family tree 10 generations back written in it my grandma's bible), I had my ex-wives books of Mormon, a copy of the Torah
that my ex-fiance had given me, and my collection of other faith's text I kept just because I cant bring myself to get rid of books. My current wife
sat me down one day and flat out asked me what do I believe.
I could not at that time answer, but she told me something that struck home.
" They are all Right and they are All Wrong. Our trial of faith is to decide for ourselves what is right for us and Live it do not just blindly follow
it or say you follow it. Even the church of the Stooges gets things right somewhere. So look though it all find what is right for you, accept that
what is right for you is not right for me or anyone else. Realize as long as you live what you believe your about as right as your going to get, even
if it is nothing at all."
There you go my wisdom from a lifetime so far, hope it helps.