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“IN GOD WE TRUST”

“IN GOD WE TRUST”

It’s  always been there – everywhere we look – and has never been a threat. “IN GOD WE TRUST”

Now it seems a lot of people are getting offended because of this phrase and are threatened by it. 

I’m not one to flaunt my religion or stand up and pronounce my thoughts and prayers. Not because I don’t believe, but because I’m more of a private person. 

I do stand at meetings, sporting events, and gatherings with my head bowed in prayer. I’ve even been known to bow my head in prayer at restaurants. It’s the way I was raised and the way I raised my family. 

Now it seems the popular thing to do is to make a commotion about prayer before school board meetings, at school sporting events, and “In God We Trust” bumper stickers on government and state cars. 

“Take it away or else” is the message being sent out in letters to schools and government officials threatening to take the offense – such as it is – to higher courts if need be. 

Hmmm? Why are people offended when others pray or pronounce their love of God? They have not been asked to pray themselves if not applicable or stand up and profess their love of God. No one I know of judges others because they don’t bow their heads in prayer at these events.  We are too busy praying to notice who doesn’t pray.  We are not glancing around taking notes to send out to the press. 

Just because “In God We Trust” is stenciled on a government vehicle does not mean God-fearing patrons are the only ones taken into consideration when the law is upheld. 

Taking God and prayer out of schools, sporting events, and town meetings will not solve education or government problems. 

So you want just your moment of silence? Ok…that can happen, but then…we will have our moment of prayer. It’s a win-win for everyone this way. Do you agree? 

Next on the agenda is having to reprint all forms of American monies because “In God We Trust” is clearly printed on paper monies and coins. 

I’ve yet to hear of a case where someone refuses to use or accept an American form of money because of this. Seems to me they pick and choose their battles as to what can be delt with more easily and will ask for more and more and more…..

After all, the world can survive – but barely – without prayer and “In God We Trust” bumper  stickers. And money to some is “the root of all evil”.

Does the majority of citizens of the United States want this to happen? I think not. The more schools, towns, and government adhere to these petty demands, the easier it will be for them to bow to all demands instead of bowing to God. 

Just my thoughts on this subject. 

~Elle

DOUBLE DUTY SHOULD COUNT FOR EXTRA POINTS

DOUBLE DUTY SHOULD COUNT FOR EXTRA POINTS

I was raised in the Catholic church with my mother being Catholic and my dad as a sometimes-participating-Baptist. I think he participated in his own way though. Mother just took the reigns in hand and did it her way and her way was the Catholic way.

She was from a very devout Catholic family herself as one of her sisters was a nun. She wore that long black habit and would stick her hands under, clasping them over her middle, glaring at us. I don’t think she realized she was glaring, though its how it came across.

She scared me to death, but I think it was more because I didn’t know her well enough since we had been away homesteading in Alaska for so long, not having the time to bond with her as my cousins who seemed very comfortable around her did. Five years is a long time in a child’s life.

We called her Sister Ida Marie or Aunt Bea. I still wish I had given the name Ida to one of my girls. It was my grandmothers name and one you don’t hear anymore. None of my girls would hear of it when they had children so maybe I will suggest it to Andrew when he has children. I still have time!

nun

There were eight children in my mothers family – six girls and two boys. All the girls were RN’s and then there was the one nun. Sometimes I wonder how women get to that point of going in the direction of nunhood. Evidently that is not a word, but what else would your call it? All I can say is it must be a strong calling.

When my grandfather landed in the hospital with pneumonia the doctor told him he didn’t have a thing to worry about. He had five daughters to nurse him back to health and one to pray for him. It must have worked because he lived many years beyond that.

My first marriage was to a Baptist man though we married in the Catholic church and I remember us having to sign papers agreeing to raise our children as Catholics. I did try for a long time to honor that. Actually I was by myself in that respect because their father was a die-hard Baptist.

To be able to go to church as a family which was important to both of us and to honor the paper I had signed,  I remember having to get three children under the age of seven up, fed, dressed and out of the house in time for the 9:30am mass and then whisk them off to meet my husband for the 11:00am service at his little country family church – denomination Baptist. I wonder how many points I racked up for that and how many points I still have on the books – if any.

country church

I was doing double duty as were my children.  That only lasted so long before I was worn down to the point of drifting over to the other side. What did it really matter as long as my children were in church and so was I? The first three girls had all been christened in the Catholic church with the sweet little white gown and bonnet, godparents and all. By the time Jessie, the fourth girl, was born I had all but given up on the Christening thing because we weren’t attending anyway.

Jessie didn’t get that sweet little white gown and bonnet and no godparents to help her along the way either. Many, many years later she is the one who now attends the Catholic church, changing over before her and Davey married. Her children got the gown and the godparents she never had.

christening gown

Andrew has been raised in the Episcopal church because as always I tend to drift to my husband’s way of religion and H was raised in the Episcopal church.

I wonder if the church can hold that against you when your children on their own accord decide to go by the wayside and step over the line into another religion. And by stepping over the line I don’t mean to the wrong side. My views are God doesn’t care where you worship as long as you do it.

Religion is a funny thing. Some have it. Some don’t. Some announce it openly. Others keep it closed up inside between just themselves and God. I don’t usually write religious posts and this may be as religious as it gets with me being more of one of those that keeps it between myself and God.  I read a few this morning on my friend Susannah’s blog that got me to thinking about some of the subjects of her essays which sparked this post. She’s not a religious writer either – more on the humor side, but not blasphemy. There is some humor in religion if you think about it. There has to be! Read Susannah’s recent post here and then read some of her related ones listed to see what I’m talking about.

~Elle

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