Everyones believes a different way..
13 Apr 2009 Leave a Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: babtist, bible, catholic, church, confession, easter, happy, presbyterian, protestant, religion, service
You know after a Holiday weekend, when you return back to your work, people will talk about what they did over the weekend and things. So I was talking about my weekend and one of my co-workers, who is also a very devoted Christian asked me where I enjoyed my Easter church service. I answered that I had it at home, that I had a one on one with the almighty there.
Oh brother I am not sure what went off, but she gave me this look, like she was going to get the holy book from the back pocket and fling it at me. She continued to ask me how come I didn’t go to church, if I belonged to a Congregation or if I even was a Christian.
I answered her that I was a Protestant, that no I did not belong to a Congregation and that many, many eons ago my Pastor back home in Germany said to me, that you could be anywhere in the world and God will hear you, you don’t have to be in a Church to pray or talk to him.
My co-worker just didn’t think it was a dignified answer and decided later to hand me a Brochure about her church, which I politely accepted and said Thank you, when she also let this remark loose: ” You need to get back to Church, and also get a refresher course of the Bible to get you back on track.”
I looked at her and handed her the brochure back and said to her ” Well now that you put it that way, I also remember the other reason why I do not belong to a Church” and walked away. Needless to say we did not continue talking about this issue, especially since I had to leave work to go somewhere.
Back in Germany I went to Church, I was a youth leader and very involved in Church activities. And there was a part of me that wanted to have this also here in the States when I got here. We checked out a few churches and talked to the Clergy but it just did not seem right with the most of them and then when we were asked to have a baptism to their faith, I lost it. Why would it make any difference what I am? Does it quarantee me a front seat on the train ride to heaven if I switch from a Protestant to a Baptist? Does it bring me a few steps closer to the Almighty because I changed to Presbyterian? Don’t think it works that way.
But what I do think works is, that it doesn’t matter what you believe in, be it in christianity, jewdism, hinduism, buddhism or islam, as long as you are a Person that is good and kind, gentle and treats other people with respect, you will be rewarded during your stay here and on the other side. Now if you do it wrong, you get to turn right back around when you arrive at the pearly gates and do it all over again till you get it right. And once you get it right you get to stay there and eat large amounts of Spaghetti without gaining weight.
I have no problem with going to a service, heck I even take in a catholic Service every 5 years or so, and that is no small feat for a Protestant. But I like my way better, it may not work for others but it is just fine by me.
So let’s agree on something, you do it your way, I’ll do it my way. We both will be happy and you don’t have to go to confession for arguing with me.
Shopping?? On Friday?? Oh no…
27 Nov 2008 Leave a Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: Black friday, coffe, coupons, deals, happy, lines, Mad, Shopping
Every year I’m being asked if I go shopping on the Friday after Thanksgiving and my answer is everytime a loud plain solid “NO”.
Now you wonder why am I so against it, while you are searching through the Thanksgiving Sale ads, clipping the 30%-50%-75% off coupons. Making strategies with friends and family members of wich Store to ransom first or spend your dollars at. Mapping out alternate routes because of possible traffic/parking lot congestions. Setting meeting points, making sure watches are in synch and everyone has the Walkie-Talkie option in their Cell for Alerts. Looking where you get the best early bird deals and free gifts. You are thinking, she is nuts, she is a female and she doesn’t shop on this day of the “Almighty Sales”.
Well let me tell you, I went one year and just that once was enough for me to never do it again. I went with my back then In-laws. And I was still fairly new to this country and to this tradition of ” Black Friday”. I basically didn’t know any better. But did I learn fast.
Oh my, the things I saw, tents in front of stores, people with blue lips trying to drink a cup of hot coffee with shaking hands because they were in line at midnight. At midnight I like to be in my own bed, under warm covers dreaming about something nice. Donuts being handed out. And though everyone was banding together waiting, and joking and laughing, they all turned against each other once the store opened.
The store opens and the frantic begins. People run to the perspective deals and grab and shove and start hitting themselves with stuffed animals over the heads. Yes that is true, 2 moms fighting over stuffed animals hitting themselves with some poor stuffed animals that never saw it coming. I had to stop and laugh at that picture but was quickly pulled by my ex-sister in law into another aisle. Can’t stop and look got to keep moving, I was told.
Then the lines at the check-out. The system of one person standing in line, while 4 others come running with their finds from different directions and add it to the cart. So what used too be a cart with 5 items is now a cart with 40.
After managing to get through 5 stores, you need to replenish, so a quick McDonalds stop. Well it is supposed to be quick but it is not. Horns honking, people pulling away from the order window. So plan for next year, bring sandwiches to eat on the go. Oh heck no. Not me!
Another few stores, with the same scenerio. Angry, mumbling under their breath people that did not get that last DVD player and the Store is out. But the herd is starting to thin out, Store clerks look all shaken up, with hair sticking up in the air, some of them just standing there with that gazed look on their face asking for help.
And by the time we got home, I was tired and confused and wondered if I was going to become one of those people in years to come while I watched the 2 woman that I thought were mad tell the guys their stories. And all the guys did is just say yes and asked how much money they spent. But I did not, and I am proud of it. See I like to go shopping without all of the hoopla above. I like to take my time and not be shoved and pushed and growled at. Nor get beaten with some innocent stuffed animal.
So to all of you Shoppers that have the countdown timer set for liftoff, you go on with your bad self. Go out there and make us proud, you know the ones that are afraid of you all, like me. Happy shopping !!
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