FROM THE DOGTROT: Faith matters

By Diane Johnson

Each of us needs support and comfort in our lives. In the past six months, I have been most fortunate to find a source for these needed resources. I began attending church services.
    I grew up in a household which was very active in church.  I attended Sunday school, church, evening services and numerous youth activities. I believed in a Supreme Being or God, but found, as I matured, that I didn’t share the tenants of this denomination.  I attended the services because my family did. When I went away to college, I attended churches of different denominations. But nothing was quite a fit. I was concerned that I was losing my faith.
    Over the years, I continued to attend religious services on occasion. But I was always a guest.  When visiting and eventually living in North Carolina, I attended the small mountain church that my ancestors built on my great-grandparents’ donated land more than 100 years ago. I had a connection there and am related to many of the members and attendees.  One summer many years ago I asked to be baptized, wanting to clearly identify myself as a child of God.  I was baptized in the river where my parents had experienced the same ritual. It was a very moving experience, which I shall always treasure.
    Earlier this year, I began attending services at a local church. It felt good to have a Sunday morning destination. What began as a casual visit has become a necessary part of my weekly routine. The parishioners make me feel so welcome. From the very first time I attended, I felt that I belonged. There is a sense of support and concern for others. They reach out to the community to assist. I see parishioners walk with God and show their religious beliefs in how they lead their lives. They practice what they preach.  No finger pointing or negative comments about other religions are part of this group.  As I have listened to the minister’s sermon each week, I find that I embrace the beliefs of this church. I am growing in my knowledge of things spiritual too. This growth is so important.  The religious teachings make me want to be a better person. Thinking about what has been taught and applying it to my life, is becoming natural.
    I find myself saying daily prayers and asking for guidance with my life.  I believe there is a Grand Plan and wouldn’t be comfortable asking for things from God. I don’t think of God as a Santa Claus-like figure who grants wishes. I believe God gave us brains and free-will so that we can handle our lives. Even when there are emergencies, my prayer is to be able to cope and make good decisions.  I wouldn’t presume to ask for the outcome that I want.  That might not be part of the Plan.
    Everyone needs support in their life. We find it in various places; friendships, alcohol, meditation, exercise, smoking and drugs are some forms of support.  Some are healthier than others. Consider your own support systems. Are they positive or negative? 
    The name of my church is not important. They know who they are. The gifts of care, friendship, and support are very much appreciated. When I am unable to attend services, I feel the void. Most Sundays I find myself feeling nourished and renewed.  I feel a part of something greater than myself. My goal is to become more knowledgeable while participating in a wonderful spiritual journey.