There is a reason to blog. It has to do with remembering things that happen, kind of like a diary.
Like I will remember last night, my 20 year old son suddenly said he was going to Church with me, when I asked if I could use his last in driveway car to drive over. I am a believer. My faith and beliefs are personal to me and probably not doctinaire. Mine go more toward the idea that tolerance and kindness and foregiveness mean more than lecturing, hectoring and condemning. My beliefs stem from the idea that I have had a lot to be thankful for and originated from a time of deep despair in my life. I was pulled up and pulled out of that despair and though I have had my ups and downs like anyone, I am on balance thankful that I was able to experience many joyful and wonderful things . I was trying to explain my views a couple of weeks ago to my son who had not seen the inside of a church in 4 years. I was trying to say that a person's spirituality is something to be developed . I was also saying that as a society, I believe that we need to re-engage our spirituality and think of our fellow travelers. I am sick of the sniping on the political front, the trash on our television, the drugs, the violence and the degradation of our people. I think the change must come from us.
So completely out of the blue he says he is coming with me. Part of me wanted to ask, why ???. But that is not for me to ask, his reasons are personal. On balance I hope God treats his life as well as he treated mine. I hope , I hope, I hope.





