If church stinks, then faith must do, too. But somehow, and without much thought, I had thrown the beautiful out with the boring. The irony was that if chapel was all of those things, a real faith is the opposite. Maybe God wasn’t intimate and personal but was much more like chapel was … tedious, judgemental, boring and irrelevant. It was a simple comfort to me: unquestioning and personal.īut once I went to school and was forced to sit through somewhere in the region of nine hundred dry, Latin-liturgical, chapel services, listening to stereotypical churchy people droning on, I just thought that I had got the whole faith deal wrong. It has provided me with a real anchor to my life and has been the secret strength to so many great adventures since.īut it came to me very simply one day at school, aged only sixteen.Īs a young kid, I had always found that a faith in God was so natural. “Girls aside, the other thing I found in the last few years of being at school, was a quiet, but strong Christian faith – and this touched me profoundly, setting up a relationship or faith that has followed me ever since.
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