Friday, 11 April 2014
An Influx of Spirituality
Lately, I have found myself getting more spiritual. I "converted" to Christianity when I was a teenager; I was raised in a rather atheistic home and found the church when I was at an age and stage in my life where I really struggled to belong. Living for God made me less lonely in a lonely world, I suppose. That's how I see it, at least, when I look back on those times. I had few friends and little want for friends, but I needed a purpose, and God's love was that purpose.
It still is, today.
My religious convictions come in waves. One day, I am full of love for Jesus and thankful for the life He has constructed for me. Other days, I have more questions. Still other days, I have more earthly things to think about, and those immediate issues always seem so pressing.
I think I know the kind of person I want to be, and I think my religion is going to be an important part of that.
It's funny - there are so many Autistic individuals I know who absolutely reject religion, and honestly I feel like one of the few who is drawn to it. Weird. That's a deep and complicated idea that we won't delve into now, but I assume there is a reason for it.
I like having a plan and it's comforting to think that God has a plan for me, even when the rest of the world seems completely opposed to giving me firm details.
I'm still trying to figure myself out, obviously. More on that later.