All my family (that includes me) belongs to this religion, but we never practice very often the things that the real Christians are supposed to do, like going to the church at the weekends, as an example.
I think there is a God, who have to be somewhere (?). I'm just baptized, and I always wanted to do my first communion and my confirmation, but now I don't have time for nothing :( .
My grandmother is the most unconditional Christian that I never knew. She and my grandpa, with the economic help of all the neighbors (like fifty jajaaj) built a little chapel crossing the street of their home, for everyone who wants to go there and pray or do something Christian. She thought that the chapel could be a good idea, because where she lives (at the countryside, surrounded by hills) there was no one.
My grandmother and that little chapel, are two of the most importants Christian symbols that I have.
God bless you, and God bless the United States of America! (just kidding) ajjajajaja.
Cheers!
I'm gonna show this blog to Salazar (God bless USA hahaha)
ResponderEliminarthe little church of your grandma is a cute story!, she must be a great woman , regards!
ResponderEliminarI really enjoyed the story about your grandparents. I also think that following the rituals does not mean you are a good christian and that not following them does not mean you aren't a good christian.
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