’80’s pop star George Michael sang about it (and showed it to others in a public restroom).
I’m yaking about “religious” faith and what role it plays in your life with multiple sclerosis, cancer, or any disease that has been the subject of a movie on the Lifetime Network.
It’s been said never to discuss are the two subjects of politics and religion. Well, since I’ve already spoken about politics (”State of Politics”), I might as well write about religion too!
First, let me say I’m not a religious person. I don’t attend church on a regular basis–never have.
I just never felt comfortable in an organized setting.
Seeing myself as a “spiritual” person, I get more out of quiet thought at an ocean…on top of a mountain…in a forest…a flower garden…or watching the clouds.
Praying most nights before sleep (and between leg spasms!), I ask for blessing of family & friends as well as those who are sick, suffering, hungry and cold.
I say thank you for a day of mobility & wellness but rarely ask for anything except “creativity” (as some of these My Odd Sock’s are rather lame!).
Other folks (and some with MS) are quite the opposite, attending church while enjoying the shared faith and fellowship of others.
Who is better off, I wonder.
Would my MS not have progressed had I attended church every Sunday. Or taken religion more seriously?
Am I (or we) being punished for something we did or didn’t do? (I’ve read that is a common thought among newly diagnosed MSers.)
Maybe you have had similar thoughts—I would love to hear about them!
Either way, mine, yours or theirs, I see faith as a crutch (or cane in my case). A means of support to stand stronger.
Faith gives us peace of mind in a crazy world.
Throw in a side order of disease, like MS, and faith gives us hope.
I suppose hope is all we are seeking in the end, anyway. How we find it is as different as our personalities—and our disease.
Here’s to George Michael for reminding us we gotta have faith.































15. June 2010
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