(January 10, 2017 at 4:33 pm)BrokenQuill92 Wrote:(January 10, 2017 at 1:15 pm)operator Wrote: Wow that sucks. No clue what I would have done in that situation. I think it's safe to say I wouldn't be going back to church with my parents, though.its just so hard to balance wanting to please my father and sticking to my guns. There are things about religion that in all honesty I can say truly don't bother me because my family would be pleased. Like if my grandmother were to do something like this perhaps I'd feel a small twinge of hurt in the far back of my mind but she's 88, and from Alabama. So I'm not going to be upset at her outlook on life. I know she would pray over me in genuine love and concern without an agenda.
Yea that's rough. Most I can say is learn to pick your battles. :/
“Love is the only bow on Life’s dark cloud. It is the morning and the evening star. It shines upon the babe, and sheds its radiance on the quiet tomb. It is the mother of art, inspirer of poet, patriot and philosopher.
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
