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Rather Interesting

I've been feeling a lot of things towards my religion lately, especially after having not attended meetings for over two years now. I figured I may as well start to write things down, and let the healing process happen.

It's rather interesting,
that they say religion heals the soul,
when for me,
it has only opened wounds
I never noticed it at first
I thought it was normal
That's why everyone else always cried at church,
right?
Wrong.
Apparently,
one can cry for joy
The first time I did that
was when I realized
that religion
doesn't need to be
a bureaucratic web
of rules
and lists

  • the dos
  • the don'ts
  • the checkpoints
  • the benchmarks
and rankings
  1. the haves
  2. and the have-nots
and cycles of sin and confession and shame

~

Religion,
for me at least
is a word
representing one's personal connection
to the Divine,
whatever that may be,
according to each their own
That's what I believe,
and that's what healed my soul
I think that's rather interesting.

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