Good morning and happy Monday, everyone! How was the weekend, and what did you do? It was a pretty quiet one on this end—got some reading accomplished and had a date night with Bryan, but mostly we packed and sorted and I posted some stuff online to sell. In addition to selling some of my own things, I’m helping my downstairs neighbor get a bit of extra cash before she moves go Florida. I’m going to miss her so much; we’ve lived a floor apart for three years and she’s come through many times with requests for butter, milk, or whatever ingredient I didn’t realize was crucial to the recipe I was attempting. There is nothing like having good neighbors, eh?
Yesterday while I was running errands I left talk radio on for a moment to listen to a sermon. I don’t know why; the station barely came in and what I could understand didn’t really resonate, but it made me think about religion and faith in general. I’m not a religious person by any stretch of the imagination though I feel fortunate to have been exposed to both Christianity and Judaism, but I do have faith and lately it has been tested in a lot of ways:
- Infertility, which is always a doozy and the unspoken elephant in the room
- Friendships, especially the ones that make me question if it’s time to officially sever ties
- Career. Am I happy? Is this what I want to do for the rest of my life?
- This blog, mostly on days when inspiration fails
- The house. Issues came up with inspection which makes me worry that there are headaches and long roads ahead
When I started writing this post, it was titled “The things people pray for.” But it seemed most of the things on my list were self-serving: happiness, career fulfillment, travel and adventure, a new president. The truth of the matter is that I lead a faith-based existence; it is my faith that keeps me moving, but I feel like a hypocrite when I pray. My faith is a switch that always stays on, whereas religion is something I turn to when the going gets tough.
Sometimes I want to dip my toes in the water and try religion on for size. OR maybe there’s more to having faith that I haven’t yet explored. Thoughts? Comments? Suggestions?
Drop me a line. You know I always love to hear from you. Also sorry for the deep thoughts post on Monday. Sometimes that happens around here, but not too often. I’m sure I’ll write about unicorn poop on Wednesday 🙂