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Fergal
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I stepped through the glass doors feeling slightly queasy. My greatest fear: What if these people insist on saving my poor heathen soul? I soon discovered that ``these people’’ were a figment of my imagination. Instead, I met individuals of various Christian sects that shed some light into thoughts I had failed to previously articulate. To begin with, there was a general consensus among young people that religion and faith are not equal.
Religion is the candle in a red glass used to pray to St. Jude so he can solve your crisis. It’s the
And I agree.
I also discovered that faith attracts many of these young people to Christianity. And I heard from them the resounding phrase: ``Faith is a relationship with God.’’
Tough new questions
So my conversations left me with some new questions: What is God to me? Do I have a relationship? Do I even want a relationship?
Well, . . .
I know what I don’t want: I don’t want a religion. I don’t even want to pray.
But I do believe that life has been too kind to me to completely dismiss the presence of something unfathomable. So for now, I stand in awe at the fact that even as people cry, forests are destroyed, and people stand idle at the reality of global warming, beauty, love and goodness exist somewhere.
Yes, it sounds naive, but I have seen both sides in my life. And I choose to believe in the vividness of my heartbeat after a long uphill run, in the perfection of a freshly plucked persimmon with translucent, vermilion skin, in the tenderness of a first kiss.
I’ll keep these thoughts in mind this fall as I venture into my last year at a Catholic school.
I can’t wait.
Religion is the candle in a red glass used to pray to St. Jude so he can solve your crisis. It’s the
holy'' water in little plastic bottles and the sitting, standing and sitting again during Mass. It's the ritual that grows tedious. Indeed, one of the shoppers, 23-year-old Brittany Staffield, pointed out that in terms of religion, the more rigidity, the less appealing and the less accessible.’’And I agree.
I also discovered that faith attracts many of these young people to Christianity. And I heard from them the resounding phrase: ``Faith is a relationship with God.’’
Tough new questions
So my conversations left me with some new questions: What is God to me? Do I have a relationship? Do I even want a relationship?
Well, . . .
I know what I don’t want: I don’t want a religion. I don’t even want to pray.
But I do believe that life has been too kind to me to completely dismiss the presence of something unfathomable. So for now, I stand in awe at the fact that even as people cry, forests are destroyed, and people stand idle at the reality of global warming, beauty, love and goodness exist somewhere.
Yes, it sounds naive, but I have seen both sides in my life. And I choose to believe in the vividness of my heartbeat after a long uphill run, in the perfection of a freshly plucked persimmon with translucent, vermilion skin, in the tenderness of a first kiss.
I’ll keep these thoughts in mind this fall as I venture into my last year at a Catholic school.
I can’t wait.
*Lisette Arellano, a student at Archbishop Mitty High School, wrote this for Mosaic, a high school journalism program sponsored in part by the Mercury News.*