One
I haven't been to church in a few weeks. I went today and the sermon was very interesting. It was about how we define faith, the evolution of faith, why we should have faith, the different ways we express and experience faith, and so on. After the sermon, Jim did something that he hasn't done in a very long time: he opened the floor up to the congregation and asked for questions or comments, the whole time he spoke he made eye contact with my mom. I have faith that he did this for her. I'm not exactly sure why he did it; maybe he felt owed it to her. I don't know.
A few people raised their hands to speak and their words and ability to express their opinion in front of everyone made me realize why my mom misses that part of the service so much. One woman, who had studied math in college explained that the field is not as clear cut as most people make it out to be. Her example was that the number one, for example, requires us to have faith in order to believe and understand it. Although "one" seems like a simple and straightforwardconcept--you can count "one" of something"--if you were to blow the world up so that you could see all of the tiny tiny particles that make it up, you would not be able to distinguishwhere "one" thing starts and "one" thing begins. She spoke so passionately about the need for faith when dealing with math, something most people take for grantad as being either black or white, that it made me respect her.
I want to be able to talk passionately about what is important to me.
A few people raised their hands to speak and their words and ability to express their opinion in front of everyone made me realize why my mom misses that part of the service so much. One woman, who had studied math in college explained that the field is not as clear cut as most people make it out to be. Her example was that the number one, for example, requires us to have faith in order to believe and understand it. Although "one" seems like a simple and straightforwardconcept--you can count "one" of something"--if you were to blow the world up so that you could see all of the tiny tiny particles that make it up, you would not be able to distinguishwhere "one" thing starts and "one" thing begins. She spoke so passionately about the need for faith when dealing with math, something most people take for grantad as being either black or white, that it made me respect her.
I want to be able to talk passionately about what is important to me.