So that is what I wrote in this
notebook I had with me for the first part of mass. Sometimes right now it is hard to tell if my
religion is dying and my faith is evolving which what I hope it is or if I am
falling into a chasm of faithlessness.
It is hard to grip God sometimes without the potholder of religion. It makes it easier to go along with this
unified explanation, but I see so much hypocrisy and frills and unnecessary
appendages everywhere hiding the simple beauty that is God in humanity and I am
praying the power to see God through this forest as clear as the force that
connects us all that should be so apparent and more powerful than any of this
pain.
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