I don’t have a photo to captivate your eyes.
I only have words that need to said.Lately, my parents have been forcing me and my siblings into a religious youth group gathering. We are anything but religious, the four of us. So without a thought, my initial answer is no. But as the days pass by, my sisters have succumbed to the hotel lodging, three-course meals and the promise of single guys. Yeah, they’re not saintly reasons but it did the job for mom. The objective of the gathering is to help those who don’t understand the religion (Catholicism) understand it and guide those who are lost. I would go but I wouldn’t either. I’m not a fan of large gatherings. It’s supposed to be a whole lot of “kids” in California, ages ranging from 10 or so to 30 years old. There will be confessions and a variety of activities for the “kids” to participate in. I’m not really much for ANY of the things that they’re planning to do, honestly. I hate mingling and faking it out with people. I’m not about to tag along and fake a smile when I’m always usually frowning. I do enough of fake smiling with my friends to show them I’m fine (so that they don’t get worried too much).
I’m not really sure what I want to say in this post; I guess I just needed to rant.Now both my sisters and parents are ganging up on me to try to get me to tag along. My brother’s a lot of a rock when it comes to religion. One “No” and the subject is dropped. The most unreligious out of all of us. I go to church but when I’m there, I don’t listen. Sometimes my head’s in the clouds or I’m busy just praying for that whole hour for someone else’s well being.
My eldest sister (25) keeps throwing out the argument that, going to this program will benefit me, that it’ll help direct me to the right path. Goes to show, she knows nothing about how my life is now and what I really need.
I haven’t prayed for my own benefit for more than a year now.