I don't mean this hateful or judgemental in any way...but the religion post below got me thinking.
after being pregnant, I don't see how people don't believe in god. Its such a miracal in itself! Everything has to be just perfect to even get pregnant much less have a heathly thriving child! It can't all just be chance! JMO but I look at my little girl and think wow I grew you without any effort or work on my part (other than the obvious) and she's perfect.
Again, not judging anyone for their beliefs...just a thought!
Re: i dont understand-religion
I don't think I've expressed this before, but your responses crack me the hell up. That is all.
*grabs popcorn*
::giggles::
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.THIS...AND there are plenty of pregnancies that end in miscarriage most likely because everything DIDN'T go "perfectly".
i know there is a god because he gives me patience to deal with my toddler on a daily basis!
(see the marker photo a few posts down--washable marker thankfully but still). not only is pg, birth a miracle surviving parenthood is as well (seriously somedays i am very glad my children are cute-i joke that it saves them)
i am a firm beliver in fate as well though. but it intertwines with a higher powers plan for me if that makes sense. i was meant to meet my hubby when i did, i was meant to have my children, i am meant to be typing this right now.
Lol... this reminds me of a great story.
My second pap smear ever was before I got married when I was 25. DH and were not sexually active until we got married and we were both virgins, so I didn't really need to get them. I had no health insurance so I went to see a midwife at the health department. She didn't see many patients like me (her words, not mine).
Anyway, so she was really weird about the no sex thing. She kept trying to give me "advice" (lol). She wrote down the name of some books (including The Joy of Sex) for me to "research." She just ate it up...
AND... DH and I are ministers, so that just made things better (haha). When she was doing the pap smear, she handed me a mirror. I was pretty uncomfortable with my body at this point and didn't really want to see my cervix thankyouverymuch. I tried to resist, but my efforts were futile. She "made" me look, then said, "Every time I see that tiny hole, I think about how a baby comes out of there and I know there is a God."
I almost peed on myself it was so funny. Sunsets and mountains always worked for me! ::shrug::
If everything complex and beautiful has to have a maker, then who "made" God?
EXACTLY what I was thinking.
I believe in God (in whatever form/name that comes in - ie. higher power). I believe in evolution. I don't believe that God has a hand in our individual daily troubles/hurts/pains, etc. I don't believe that God decides to get us pregnant. I strongly believe in free will and the biology/physiology of our bodies/environment. I just have to believe that there is something else after this world, because I get too depressed thinking that this is it and that when I die (or my husband, my daughters, my son, etc.) we just go in the ground and disappear. I also believe in miracles:)
Sometimes I believe in Vampires - I can thank Vampire Diaries for that, though......yummy.
I agree!
@ the OP: As much of a miracle as I think my daughter is, I have to think of a friend of mine who gave birth 2 days before me. Everything was said to be healthy through her pregnancy. Everything with the birth seemed to go well. Then after an hour or so she took a turn for the worse and ended up passing away. She only lived 3 hours. I don't feel that there is any reason any god would have to do that. She will feel that terrible pain of losing her child the rest of her life. Saying there is a reason for everything is just a way to make people feel better when terrible things happen. But really, terrible things just happen. But wonderful things happen too. That is what makes life worth living. You feel your child is a reason to believe in God. I feel someone's child being taken away after only taking a few breaths is a reason not to believe in God. That is just how I feel.
I am technically Catholic and go to church every weekend and will bring my child up Catholic. My husband's name is Mark Matthew. But I'm really secretly atheist. Because it all seems like malarky to me, I've read the bible...it's some made up story that makes people feel better about their loved ones (and themselves) dying. Thousands of years ago people believed in several Gods...they sacrificed their lives for those beliefs. And now we laugh them off as a joke...there's no difference.
I believe that there is some sort of higher power, but organized religion and the bible...just make people feel better. And I'm ok with that, I think religion is a great thing.