Last time I wrote about my first religious beliefs and sadly enough it isn't over. So blood and gore caught me and strangly enough it also drove me away. This happened in 2nd grade, so I was somewhere between 7-8 years old, in 6th we began studying history and it all changed. We discussed the inquissition and the crusades. What made me look away in horror was the church way to easily bow to the greed of mankind in the story of the knights templars. The French king just treatened the pope to follow his lead. Then my faith in the church went away. Other times the church meddled in the affairs of lords who tried to unify their ountry into a central organisation and their only reason for that was profit. Hate grew inside of me this moccury toward their so called beliefs and morals. I dispised the church and everything it stood for.
Then how does it come that I still pay the Swedish church it's taxes every year? Mostly because laziness, but also the fact that as long as it goes to preserve many of the beautiful architecture wonders that is the churches. And as the man himself said, "turn the other cheek" for at least the moment. This concludes my odyssea in my religious life and we shall never see those pits of hell again, I promise.
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