I realize it is not politically correct to use the word God. And, I understand some people will be offended. My own parents would be offended. You see, my parents are atheists, non-the-less, from the age of eight I took myself to church. My parents did not stop me, however they left me to my own devices to get the mile and a half to church. As luck would have it, it was not long before a neighbor family realized my predicament and offered to drive me to and from church every Sunday.
In my teen years I met many friends who gave me the opportunity to visit their church. I concluded that all churches, were teaching the same things. The difference was the way they taught. I have to admit that I quite enjoyed my visits to other churches. I loved the different energies of each church and the way each church honoured God by way of design.
A year and a half of illness puts your life in a different perspective. The truth is I am not a religious person, I am a spiritualist. With saying that, I will admit to believing in a higher power, and being of service to God. This blog is more about the service and the journey God took me on to get to the place I am now. More about my journey to come.
Well, that is all for now. Hope you come back, leave a comment if you are inspired to.
God Bless, Anya
