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Day 4 - Your Thoughts On Religion

This is something that is very difficult for me.  I hate the subject.  Arguments ensue when religion and politics are discussed.  Wars are fought over religious beliefs.  Lives are lost over the fight of ideologies.  And - I hate the thought that because I express these thoughts, I will end up offending one, ten or the masses.  I hate this whole subject and nearly had a panic attack at the thought of even writing about this subject - so I am going to do my post - but, I may not give the post the attention that the challenge desires, nor probably deserves.

First and foremost - I am not religious.  I am not religious at all.  I have no desire to be religious.  At this point, I am apologizing to those who are shocked and dismayed at what I have to say.

However, that does not take away from the fact that I am devoutly spiritual in my beliefs, I just don't believe I have to go to a building to express those thoughts.  I feel that what I do in this life does reflect on what happens after this life is over - and I truly hope that I am a good person.  I respect my elders.  I put in an honest days labor when I am at work - and I feel I do my share of the work load; I even feel I go above and beyond when given the chance.  I love my family and they are first, foremost and integral in pretty much every step I take in my existence.  I try to be honest in everything I do, but, I am not above telling a white lie when it means sparing someone's feelings and doesn't damage something otherwise.  I pay my bills - for the most part on time, but, I have been known to be tardy (mostly out of laziness - not in an attempt to defraud or withhold).

But, I do have that side of me that is not so good - I can swear like a sailor, I can make inappropriate statements, I overeat, I lose my temper and patience, I may be judgmental at times, I have a tendency to gossip with friends and I enjoy an adult beverage and sitting at the penny slots when I get a chance.  Does that mean I am going to Hell - I don't think so - but, who knows?  I don't.

Only those that have left before us know the truth of what is going to happen to us once we are gone.

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