I was made to go to church with the family today.
It had been a while since my last full mass. Organized religion hadn't changed much.
We had arrived late so were sentenced to standing outside in the cold. I didn't mind.
In between my guilt over paying more attention to the toddler bouncing around in front of us and half mumbling out memorized prayers, I found myself wishing I could be as uncomplicated as the people around me.
I can't even begin to count the times that I looked around in envy, wishing I could have the same blind faith.
Please give me something to believe in.
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