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I've been eating a Grapple a day, since their sale price has been dropped another $0.50 since I bought the first four-pack. If they stay cheap, I might just start the 3-Apple-A-Day Diet.
I spent a few hours at Radio Shack last night, keeping Jessica company while she worked late to serve coffee to a Bible study group. I fell in love with this digital camera and I'm going to put it on layaway at the end of the week. If I put down $50-75 a week toward the $250 price tag, I should have it in my hands within a month, and still be able to put money away to finish the repairs on the neighbor's car and get my bills paid.
Someone sitting at the counter with me last night mentioned that they don't go to a church, they go to several churches. I made an off-hand comment that when I was younger I had three or four different churches that I would go to, and as far as religion goes, I never understood why it was a problem that I never picked just one church to go to. I figured that God would be happy that I was going to church, and he wouldn't be picky about which building housed my prayer and worship. It was not such a good idea to bring up that subject amongst people who meet on a Saturday night to pray.
My simple comment sparked one man's interest like a wildfire in a drought. The mere mention that i used to go to church seemed to be enough to encourage him that with just a little badgering I'd be hurrying back into the fold. He said that he didn't "believe" that I'm agnostic. And he's right. I said agnostic because I felt like "atheist" was too strong a word to use in that particular place at that particular time. I did not want their Bible study to become a recruitment meeting with me as their subject.
Don't get me wrong, I'm respectful of other people's religions. It's just when they try to force said religion upon me that I start to not like it. I know who I am. I am not the type of person to accept an idea blindly because a book says that I should. I was religious for years, looking for any proof that there might be a God. But for the twelve years I attended the same church, nobody could ever answer my questions, my sick grandmother never got better when I would pray for her, and I saw a lot of hipocrisy and judgment within a congregation that preached acceptance. I decided that God was not for me, and neither is the pity that churchgoers feel when they hear that I do not believe. I am not "lost", I do not need to "find my way". And I certainly do not need to spend my Saturday nights debating these facts with people who have no idea who I am.
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