Ok, I'll try writing this down while its still fresh in my mind. Right now I'm really pissed on my mother (no big surprise) because she forced me to go to mass. Yes, I know your suppose to go to mass because its part of your duty as a Christian but sadly I don't agree to that. That wasn't so bad but what irritated me more is that I said "No, I didn't want to go" and she ORDERED me to do it. Hypocritically, she went into my room and started preaching how
"I should give thanks to the many blessing that God gave me..." and all the stuff. Don't get me wrong, I'm aware of the things that God has given me and I am really grateful for it but I just show it in another way. I had told her to
"Don't force a religion to me" and she replied "But I'm not forcing you to go, look at your sister (my sister is in the US right now) she goes to mass with your aunt."
"I just wanted someone to go with me to mass."
Oh joys and joys... she wanted me to go to mass so that she would have someone to go with her. Rather dignified don't you think?
It's strange and almost annoying how she manages to coat her "supposed good reasons" with her own motives and agenda. What ticked me off isn't the fact that she forced me to go. I'm used to being bossed around my mom. Hell, I even accept that's how life is supposed to be and I don't begrundge that but what I hated about what she did is that she wasn't even honest about it. Or should I say, couldn't even be up front with it?
Lately, I can't exactly remember when it started but... I just don't have it in me sometimes to believe in the church, more specifically the Christian Church. I'm most prolly walking into a taboo subject but I can't help but think that its just too much to handle right now. My faith is dwindling, it has been for a very long time now but I can't completely let go of it because (if I'm willing to admit it) I'm too afraid of the consequences that it would bring. Ironically I've been studying about "Philosophy of Religion" (PH103) and we encounted an Philosopher named Kojeve who was an atheist. He reasoned out that it is possible to have a religion without necessarily needing a God and I mentioned this to my teacher. He told me about not being afraid to go beyond the lines.
Religion is suppose to be something that would give you freedom. Something that would allow you to broaden what you know and grow as an individual. But why do I feel so caged then? I feel so suffocated with being a Christian sometimes that I can't even breathe. I can't change my religion because I'm too afraid. The gates of hell is already in the back of my mind. Yet I can't help but question the system. Why do we follow a set of rules and duties that only mortal men wrote? Men who are filled with flaws and infalliables. Who is to say that nun's cannot be priest? Who can even testify that mass are even needed? Why do they even baptize children when they don't even fully know what religion is? I maybe overthinking this a bit but there must be something wrong if I'm doubting like this. Maybe I have some loose marbles or overly taxed brain. I don't know. Its just that I really hate being a Christian right now and religion isn't suppose to be like this... right?
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