This morning saw my mother, Martha and Aunt Gemma off to church for Easter services. Having far better things to do than go and kiss the arse of someone who died almost two-thousand years ago, if he existed at all, I stayed home and had a rather restful morning sleeping in, reading, revising, and, eventually, arguing with graduate students
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Or, more to the point, I can't actually think of much that is more bizarre than actually wanting to go to church. I was incredibly thankful when my mother stopped trying to get me to go.
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Do you?
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It's just something I've never understood, probably never will, and most of my mother's family seems to believe I'm highly immature over.
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it has been a rather long week, hasn't it?
i hope you two have at least managed to end up in the same room for a few moments at some point.
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And yes, it rather has been a bit of a long week.
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i came home to a horrIble shock this easter.
my father is... seeing some womaN. i don't know who she is, a reporter or someThing.
she is ugly and she laughs like a horse.
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Boots are atheistic by nature. Religion fights against the urge to never, ever take a side if it's humanly possible. My Aunt and cousin are not Boots, and very religious, however, and my mother has begun to find God in her old age.
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You'd be surprised how many scientists are very religious. Something to do with finding the work of God in the universe or some such. I don't understand, but I don't understand religion in general.
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