One does not have to have anything riding on their belief or lack of it to hold an entrenched position.
The entrenched position is held as result of a combination of elements. One element is seeing no value changing one’s. Another is a dismissive approach to opposing arguments irrespective of what they are. Those who hold an entrenched position characteristically claim they do not, yet it appears to others they do. This said, I would concede there is an element of stereotyping involved in determining whether or not another holds an entrenched position. As such we should cautious in claiming another holds an entrenched position purely on the basis several elements may be present.
In terms of the existence of God I would say my position is entrenched. It’s entrenched as I have made up my mind that is where I stand on the matter and intend to continue to believe in God. For me believing in God was conscious choice, and not just on a one off occasion, it is in fact a continuous conscious choice.
I made a conscious choice to be Catholic and intend to remain one come hell or high water. I sincerely believe belief in God it is the better way and Catholicism is the faith for me, but would concede organized religion is in need of a face lift.
I don’t think of seeing my loved ones again much. I hope I will, particularly my granny. I miss her so much.
I like to think she is still with me - watching over me, and I believe there are occasions when God has let her come to me, brought to me by Mary. I’m going to stop now as I am being bizarre and ready to cry, and in general I don’t do tears. Not because I see anything wrong with tears, there was just never much time for them. Besides - granny was never a crier and she practically raised me.
My nanny came from a generation where everything was duty. She was eldest of four and her mother was invalid, and she never married until her siblings had married. She was very religious but she used to tell me how her father would not permit her youngest sister to go to dances. She used to sneak out to the dances but always got back late. My great grandfather used to lock the door at a certain hour, but my granny would sneak downstairs when he was in bed and unlock it so she could get in. If I see my grandmother again the first thing I will say to her is I’m sorry. One day I was being a stroppy teenager and made her cry. I had never seen her cry. This haunts me, even though I said I was sorry at the time as apart from the shock of seeing her cry, I made her and she said it was not my fault it was hers. It was not her fault, it was mine.
When I die, I just want to see God. I just so want to at last see God, Jesus, Mary and heaven. I so want immortality in the presence of God and the Saints, and I so want to know the answers to all the questions I currently have no answer for. I will know - if I see God.
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