Second trip
My family went to visit a monastic town today. We went to see a museum and an art gallery. The trip has made me question my faith and the different branches therof. Why are there different branches? Why is there not just one? Once again, it reminds me of a song:
So many preachers.
So many churches and denominations.
They got their opinions,
And they got convincing statements.
But I believe, sometimes,
There's a miscommunication,
And we complicate the truth,
We convolute the story.
But as far as I recall,
I do believe it all,
Comes down to a man,
Died on the Cross,
Saving the world.
Rising from the Dead,
Doing what he said he would do.
He was loving everyone He saw,
And the reason for it all,
Comes down to a man,
Died on the Cross,
Saving the world.
There. That’s the first verse. I’m gonna be pondering on this and a few other theological problems for the days to come, until school starts and I am sufficiently occupied.
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