We are also thinking about going to a Unitarian church here in Vegas. Mostly so that the children have some kind of comparative religion education. Lately we've been watching all these shows about Jesus and religion on the History channel and Discovery. It's interesting because in 1988 I had what I guess would be referred too as an epiphany about Jesus and religion. It was before I relapsed with Liz so I'm taking it as some sort of revelation. The non-drug induced type.
Basically I was struck from out of the blue, so to speak, by the knowledge that everything that had been said about Jesus and his life was true, but that it was put into practice completely wrong. That religion as a thing was profoundly wrong. Building churches and going on crusades was wrong. Judging other people for their imagined trespasses against God or the church was wrong. That the idea was in fact that we were supposed to live in peace with one another but not at the expense of other people. That to worship God was to live a good life. That was it. Nothing more, nothing less.
I think when Liz and I broke up I forgot about that, or was mad at the universe for lying to me (as I perceived it then) about Liz or whatever. I think that my life out here in the desert has allowed me to find that part of myself again. I feel like as hard as this last year has been it was a huge learning experience for Mary and I. I guess I feel ready to go forth and do something about it now.
Divine intervention? I don’t know. I really don’t. I do know that ever since then I’ve tried to at least live a good life. Depending on who you ask I suppose.
I’m not sure what exactly that entails but I’m definitely tired of being on the sidelines. Put me coach I’m ready to play.