What is the plan?
After attending a show last night which posed very big questions on religion I thought I would share with you all what I ‘believe’ in. What I want all of you to know that as long as you are happy, safe and well then please continue on with your life.
I was brought up my parents with always having an option. I was christened in the Nelson Cathedral in a white dress and shoes to match. I was brought up by my parents to always be thankful. For the food that you are given and they chances you have in life.
My family values I would say now that I am a little bit older are as follows:
- Be honest. Always.
- Be respectful.
- Be happy.
- Hold no secrets.
- Clean up after yourself. (I struggled with this one.)
- Do not stand for others ignorance.
My mum and dad are two people I can say are aging gracefully. Falling back into their youth one day at a time now that they have an empty nest. Skyping them I have to be an adult. My father has found many ways to make my mother cry with laughter and being 504km away its hard not to miss them. Without fail they tell me they love me and they always ask me if I am happy.
Growing up my parents didn’t take me to church. However I have been many of times with my sister to see what the fuss is all about. I can say it just wasn’t for me.
Though we weren’t a family at church we had our own beliefs. If it was meant to be then its meant to be.
I may only be 20 but I have come to understand that there will always be someone who will disagree with you. I attended a college which had some religious aspects but all in all my home town is not deeply religious. However when I moved to Auckland I found that a lot of people are religious. I live in a city where attending some sort of church is normal and I am a minority since I do not practice a faith.
During O-week I was stopped by two individuals who wanted to speak about Jesus Christ. I didn’t have any where to be so I listened. After they were done they said “what do you believe in?”
Simply I said: “the universe has a plan for me, I just won’t know till the end.”
So now you are asking yourself what the front door is this girl on about.
Here is what I think about most things:
- we are all born equal. we all die equal.
- if you respect me then I will respect you.
- there are second chances if you know you did wrong the first time.
- stand up for who you are. there is no one else who will care for you as much as you.
- just because something scares you does not make it wrong.
My news feed is full of everything. “God answers parents prayers” “A buddhist monk could still be alive because his body was found in the lotus position” “Test tube babies are the future.” “Vaccines are not longer the answer but they problem.” “Where will your God be when global warming hits?” Scroll, scroll, scroll.
Have an educated opinion please. That is all I ask.
You are worth that much. At least.
So no I don’t believe in any god. I believe that there is some sort of plan. A series of events that will make your life. My faith lies with me. Only I can make changes that I want to. For that I am thankful.
Thankful that I am a Powell-Jones. Just little me. With gangly legs and arms. Maybe I was a gazelle in another life.