Up until recently, my faith in God was unshakable. If you had asked me then why I was religious and why I believe, I always said the same thing: When I ask, God listens. So when the doctor told us the baby wasn’t growing and the pregnancy would not continue, I begged God to listen.
This is a reader comment from my post yesterday that I would like to bring to the forefront as it’s given me some reassurance after dealing with more flak than I could handle yesterday. Got into a heated argument with a friend and he essentially said he questions my character for belonging to the Catholic
In one of the highest viewed posts to CNN’s iReport site, a contributor recently posted her views on religion in an article titled ‘Why I Raise My Children without God.’ While I am a regular church-going, daily-praying Catholic, I staunchly respect her view. Everyone has a right to their own opinion. What kind of society
I attended the funeral today of my uncle who died suddenly and unexpectedly from a rare, acute form of leukemia. Even on a normal day, I consider myself emotionally hypersensitive. So seeing my aunt red-eyed and hearing people’s voices start to crackle, I couldn’t stop the tears from dropping. But there were a couple things