Now to rant about God and or Faith (ignore if you wish)

May 02, 2007 22:48

I was told yesterday that my Uncle Freddy died ( Read more... )

uncle freddie, nikki, god, mainspring, fitzgibbons, doug, mother, r. henderson

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myherodrowning May 4 2007, 04:30:04 UTC
I've fed the homeless before. With my dad, actually. He does good stuff like that all the time. I forget where we volunteered, though. :|

I'll have to read that book sometime.

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3marblesshort May 4 2007, 18:14:29 UTC
My mother and step-father have lost all faith in the world, and I just cannot do that. For when you no longer hold faith, what do you have left?

I feel the need to be continuously reassuered that what I do in life actually means something, but it seems as if my friends have lost faith long before now.

You can still have a deep faith in the world without faith that there's some anonymous architecht in the sky.
Your life means something because you are its designer. You know you don't need god to validate the sanctity of your existence.

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anonymous May 9 2007, 12:59:21 UTC
It's rad that you think about this stuff, too. I thought maybe I was one of the few.

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specs_is_sex May 9 2007, 12:59:25 UTC
It's rad that you think about this stuff, too. I thought maybe I was one of the few.

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A little Forward I know green_hill_monk May 12 2007, 14:16:03 UTC
Madam ( ... )

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Re: A little Forward I know green_hill_monk May 12 2007, 14:16:21 UTC
Nobel Peace Prize winner Archbishop Desmond Tutu once said that we have no idea What God wants of us or what his will is or if he even exists we kind of just have to figure it out as we go, and madam that is what you are doing right now. Now the second thing you where discussing was meaning. Doing something, worthwhile is the million dolor word in that regard. Humph ...I do not know what to tell you but I feel as though I would like to tell you something. Your face book lists you as conservative so I hesitate to you down this vein of discussion but, nevertheless, Dorothy Day is my hero. She founded a paper in the 30's called the Catholic Worker along with an eccentric Frenchmen named Peter Marin they set up a series of soup kitchens and houses of hospitality and worked with the poor catholic workers do it all across the country even to this day. They resisted war, oppression policies which oppressed the poor and the marginalized, and they did it while living in the bowery themselves with those they defended. In the March April issue ( ... )

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