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Friends Only [24 Jan 2007|05:37pm]
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Josie and I are in Brazil and all is well. We're in a larger city that I have no hope of spelling or pronouncing correctly and everyone here says it too quickly to catch. I figured we should rest a little before driving to Nova Prata. That is, of course, because I didn't realise that once I got here it would be impossible to sleep. I'm used to having someone with me now, and so trying to sleep in a bed alone just doesn't work. I spoke to Aly on the phone and drifted off, but the second she hung up I was awake again. So here I am being giggled at because I am updating a livejournal in the business lounge. Oh hah hah.

I was thinking about the things I'd said in Steph's journal on the flight because the in-flight magazine was talking about faith in Brazil. It was fascinating. And then I realised I'd gone and said some funny but but not altogether nice things about faith. I figured I should clear it up. I think faith is a good thing. In fact, I think it's fantastic. I actually envy people who can believe in a higher power. And I respect them and what they believe. I remember when I did. And despite all I have and all I do, I do miss the purpose that gave me. The solace it gave me. I don't think it's important what people believe, just that they believe something. So if they believe in a higher power, fantastic. If they believe in several higher powers and angelic beings, wonderful. If they believe in their family and friends, that's wonderful too. As long as they have something.

It's the Catholic church I take issue with. Not the beliefs, but the organisation itself. And granted part of it is how I was treated at the end. Like I was worthless even though I'd sacrificed so much just to be there. But I take issue with an organisation that tells you you are only forgiven if you tell everything to some guy dressed in black and he says it's okay if you repeat words and annoint yourself with water everyone else has touched too (I have germ issues. Don't even ASK about having to drink the rest of the communion wine...eeuugghghh) I just don't think it's right. I don't think the church should tell people who they can love. I don't think the church should tell people IF they can love. And I don't respect anyone who says that some people are damned simply because they believe something else.

I thought I should clairify in case anyone saw what I said and took it in the wrong way. Most of it was joking with my friends, but it's very early in the morning and that makes me wordy anyway.

So, now that I've finished dropping you a note..or a sermon...I'll try to sleep again. Maybe. I hope all of you are well. And Deirdre, If you need me to ring you, just ask. I would anyway but I don't want to disturb you if you have other plans.

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