Haven’t wrote (or written) in awhile….
Today I went to Panera around lunch time. It was pretty packed and can you guess the people who were there? Yep your right, everyone coming from church… Seeing all these people dressed up in there church clothes and their hair all done up almost made me laugh.
I can remeber doing that. I can remember getting up pretty early in the morning on sunday and putting on my nice church clothes. Next came the hair, and thats what me and my mom always fought about.
Why was all this so important to us. I mean does it really matter?
Church was such a big thing. It was a big ol’ event or show. I wasn’t old enough at the time to really realize what i was partici[ating in but looking back on it now i fully understand..
Now the reason i couldn’t really laugh at these people is because for most of them that works. It works for them to put on a big show at church maybe thats how the message really gets across to them i don’t know.
But saying all that it doesn’t really matter to me. Its still to me not right. I don’t know how to handle this belief of mine?
Or the belief that everyone in my community has.
It there a right and a wrong way?