Faith

It's no secret that I've been struggling with the religion I was born into, and consequently am struggling with my faith.  At this point I'm mostly apathetic; I just don't care enough to take the time to re-figure out what I believe.  But every once in a while I read something that truly inspires me and gets me riled up to start some introspection: my dear friend recently had this to say about God:

Don't tell US how to worship. Don't tell US who to vote for. Don't tell US we are wrong when we are right. . . .

You don't speak for me.

You don't speak for my God.

Because my God, the one I believe in, does not hate or oppress people because of their gender. Or their race. Or their political affiliation. My God loves everybody. Even horrible people. Even people who completely do not deserve his love. Even people who curse too much. Even liars. Even sinners.

Like me.

LIKE YOU. 

FUCK YEAH! I could not agree more.  Seriously, go read the whole thing.