Church? Maybe? Not Sure

Being around some church people lately, because sister went to church has me thinking.

I really have not been since I was a child but I am wondering.

My religion was Gentle Teaching, the philosophy I taught and tried to live by. It was my work and was wonderful to always teach others how to hug, love and accept. It made the work place like a fantasy land. Many people would leave for a job that paid better but sooooo many would later return just because of the atmosphere of love. Not that there was not some hard truth to deal with but everyone was treated just as we wanted them to treat the people they were hired to care for. It made our turn over rate way below anyone else in the buisness.

I have really missed that, the people, the hugs. The sense that all would be ok because we were in it together and together we could do anythinig.

I wonder if I could get that at Church? I am not into guilt and fire and brim stone. I do not believe in hell. Ha! Hell is empty, the devils are all here!

I have no idea what religion  I may feel comfortable with. I just want to be connected with a crowd full of love.

I am leaving Michigan by next week and am planning to stop in Virginia to here my sister’s brother preach. He is so down to earth I just want to see him. Niece and I were laughing because I asked her, how do that vibration in their voice, do they go to school for that? LOL she explained.. Aunt J, that is the spirit in them. She is thinking of going back to church because she knows she could live better. She is drinking and dancing a few times a week but she is taking care of business. I told her to let me know if she does, that I would go and even if I am miles away we will share the experience. She did tell me YOU will feel guilty but geez, I am not even sure other that spouting off to jackasses what I would feel guilty about. I try and make decision that I know I can live with so there is not guilt. Plus.. life is life, just do the best you can and let it go.

Hub. is having a good laugh at my crazy way of thinking. He says, just make sure it’s a religion that he can still drink a beer.

I am looking forward to getting to Flordia to see daughter #3 and meet her new husband. I have seen pictures of him and spoke to him and love what I have heard but her and I do laugh because he looks older than me! I am not sure how old he and it does not really matter.

I have only gave birth once at a very very very young age but ended up raising 3 daughters so I used to not being much older than some of their friends. Actually they have friends older than me which has made great jokes, like when they ask.. is your Mom single? Omg… lol they are my kids so its still gross to them, like it should be.

I am soooo ready to get back home and hope to be there in less than a month.