The Pennsylvania Amish make me wish I was religious. Nothing else in the world does, but they do.
They aren't reading this obviously, and somehow that makes them even more special in my eyes. I could never do what they do, or live the way they live. But I envy them in a weird way. Except for the weird facial hair thing. A beard with no moustache? Don't get that at all.
But when some crazed outsider comes in to a single room school and kills and injures a bunch of their innocent children, they actually have the strength to turn to their religion and do what it says to do which, inconveniently, is the farthest thing from what anyone on Earth would naturally want to do: Forgive. They didn't look in their Bible for loopholes because this was a special case. They believed they had to forgive, and so they forgave.
It makes me realize what a strange limbo I live in, faith-wise. The fact is, I actually believe in a god, but I don't really feel the need to devote my life to pleasing him. And he's cool with that. With everyone else screwing it all up so bad, it seems more and more that the best way to go about leading a moral, guilt-free and complete existance is to steer clear of any church, temple, mosque, synagogue, or any other kind of shame factory. The world is one big giant place of worship.
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Funny, I don't believe in god, but I do believe in the inherent good of humanity. There's gotta be a reason that word means the human race as well as humaneness.
I've been finding it interesting that the media has been quite horrid with the Amish, and they're not having any of it. They can't be manipulated into believing anything but what they believe.
I'd go be Amish, but they don't believe in sequins.
I always thought it would be cool to live like the amish for awhile. I mean even when we go camping it's so nice to get away from it all. Now I'm not sure I'd want to be away from it for to long. Cuz I'm totally with the sequins comment. Oh and I do believe in God.
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