Loving every bit of this thread. OP - thanks for having the courage to start it and the foresight to get permission to do so. Great Job to all those posting here.
I was raised Catholic and attended Catholic schools from the third grade through H.S. graduation. I remember going to Latin Mass and not understanding a single word. I just learned to recognize that certain words uttered at a certain time...meant it was almost time to go home. I also attended a bible school for two weeks each Spring when I was really little (K - thru 2nd grade) that I loved! The Bible School was taught by Notre Dame Nuns. I can't even begin to tell you the conflict that I felt even as a little girl. The rules & regulations were all so overwhelming that I never felt like I could measure up. My Paternal Grandmother was a free thinker and although she joined the Catholic Church when she married my Grandfather - she never really participated.
She lived by the creed "Do Unto Ohers" - believed in a higher power and believed that animals had souls. I remember watching goslings, chickens and ducklings hatch or calves and foals being born. Each and everytime - she would welcome them into this world by wishing them well & thanking God for them and asking him to bless them. Her simple approach to life spoke volumns then and even more now. After years of going through the motions...I find myself following her approach. For me, less organized religion in my life works.
I was raised Catholic and attended Catholic schools from the third grade through H.S. graduation. I remember going to Latin Mass and not understanding a single word. I just learned to recognize that certain words uttered at a certain time...meant it was almost time to go home. I also attended a bible school for two weeks each Spring when I was really little (K - thru 2nd grade) that I loved! The Bible School was taught by Notre Dame Nuns. I can't even begin to tell you the conflict that I felt even as a little girl. The rules & regulations were all so overwhelming that I never felt like I could measure up. My Paternal Grandmother was a free thinker and although she joined the Catholic Church when she married my Grandfather - she never really participated.
She lived by the creed "Do Unto Ohers" - believed in a higher power and believed that animals had souls. I remember watching goslings, chickens and ducklings hatch or calves and foals being born. Each and everytime - she would welcome them into this world by wishing them well & thanking God for them and asking him to bless them. Her simple approach to life spoke volumns then and even more now. After years of going through the motions...I find myself following her approach. For me, less organized religion in my life works.