I never hated going to church the way some of you seemed to. Honestly, I really liked the church I grew up going to. The building was beautiful, a small, classic brick church and steeple and stained glass windows and statues. The priests were kind (Franciscans), no scandals ever. The Brothers were great with kids, doing magic tricks for us at recess. I remember being excited when I was old enough to receive communion, and singing joyfully, knowing all the correct responses to the calls, and so forth.
Picnics (yes, with awesome church made lady pie), and charity auctions, school plays, etc. All good memories.
I did not become an atheist because I hated church.
Picnics (yes, with awesome church made lady pie), and charity auctions, school plays, etc. All good memories.
I did not become an atheist because I hated church.
“Eternity is a terrible thought. I mean, where's it going to end?”
― Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
― Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
