I’m using this blog post as both a way to talk about a serious subject that I believe is important and also as a slight vent session to help settle my feelings about a conversation I had yesterday with my father and his wife. I may have what you may think is a “controversial opinion.” It is important to note that it is not my intention to anger anyone or to raise controversy. These are simply, as always, my opinions. You are free to disagree with me and I will not think you are wrong. My intention is merely to, at least, get people to see religion from at least one perspective. Warning: This may also be a long blog post as I’m talking about a very complex issue and I want to make sure I’m saying exactly what I mean.
Background before we officially begin: I was raised Catholic. As a 23-year-old, I still consider myself Catholic, though not exactly a practicing Catholic as I don’t go to church a lot. My father, when I was a kid, was also Catholic. However, after he and my mother divorced, he somehow converted to a non-denominational Christian church. With this change, he’s become a bit more religious in my eyes because his religion is one of the biggest parts of his life (or so it seems to me because he feels very strongly about it). Alright, I think that’s everything you need to know. Let’s get on with it.