Barking up the wrong tree
I was not a church person, but I had many interests in configurations of society. I wanted to escape and allow the freedom to explore a chamber where I could hide and watch people form their own beliefs, within their own time frame. Why is time an important factor? Is it maturity or is it a grandiose where one’s higher self is accepting now of what is to come? I would walk past churches with my family and see they had no interest having the church doors open for them. My son had his own belief system now, but I was looking forward to the years ahead when he would come running to me for some type of contemplation on life. One day I was with my friend Brenda when we happily went for a walk down the street. The church doors were open, and I explained that I would like to take a walk in there. Brenda had been to many churches over the years, I followed humbly and allowed her to guide me through the walls of the church. It was smaller than what I thought b...