It’s a quiet day in my neighborhood. No cars are zooming by on the street. There are no sounds of people talking, walking, or shouting. It is a good time to meditate on God, the creator of us all, others I know, and myself, who I find to be a paradox of emotions and choices. Some choices have altered where I am, what I have become, and why I always attempt to make my voice known.
I have tried many times to blog, write a book, or share thoughts. I do it for a while and soon lose sight of why I try. I give up easily out of frustration, feeling what’s the use. So why try again. There is a prompting that pushes me to be involved even though I am an introvert. I enjoy being alone, for I often think I am far from what I should be, so who would listen. This is how Moses must have felt when God told him to go to Egypt and lead the children of Israel out of slavery. I am by no means a Moses.
So, today, I felt like sharing that I continue to learn and grow in my faith and relationship with God. I have withdrawn from organized religion in the United States disguised as a Church available under different labels, claiming they are the way, the truth, and the life. Something is missing in what I find in places called churches. What is it?
This is where I am on my journey. How about you? Where are you?
The Curious Pilgrims 