The other day I started to think about certain turns my life has taken.
I happened to grow up in a semi-religious home. My mother was over convinced her Christian belief was the only right way, and my father was certain there was no good in gods, religions, congregations, beliefs. This has probably made me a bit confused from time to time.
Being very young I choose to go where my mother went, and started to follow her on meetings and Bible studies I got accustomed to follow rules set by the elders and from reading the material I was supposed to read. I got quite good at it and I was a member of the congregation, always giving the right answers and never doing or saying anything “wrong”.
How do I get from that story to the story of meditation?
Because, meditation was one of the “wrongs”
Today, for me, meditation is right!
Today I have the freedom to choose!
Today I have the freedom to be thankful for everything around me!
Today I have the freedom to think whatever I want. I have the freedom to do whatever I want, but I set the rules myself about not hurting anybody and always try to help others when I can. I do it by choice not by force. And I love it!
Today I choose to respect other people’s religions and beliefs. And I am not afraid of religious people as I used to be. Life has made it possible for me to see and listen to them with love instead of fear.
I am truly grateful for my present Christian friends! They have taught me so much about love and life.
Religion is a tricky subject. It has taken me 8 months to dare to submit this post!
Many of us have experiences from religions
Do you have experience in changing fear to love in relation to religion?
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Peace and love