Growing up in the Church of England

[louiselux]

The cementing will probably be quite fun, if it doesn't rain. M's mum and husband have built their own eco-house in a field in the middle of nowhere, which I haven't seen since it's been finished. They are very sweet people too. The leg can stay on.

There have been a lot of posts about religion on my flist recently, and it got me thinking. From the age of 4 till I was 11 I attended a Church of England school. We said prayers three times a day, sang hymns every morning, had talks from the vicar on Friday afternoons, went in crocodiles to the church for special occasions, and celebrated all the festivals. So in one way our school days revolved around Christian traditions and beliefs, but in another way they totally didn't. I can't remember ever believing in God. There was no meaning for me in the prayers, they were a string of odd sounding words that we had to chant. The hymns meant more to me, but that was because I liked singing.

But mostly, there was no sense of a deeper meaning in any of it, and it makes me wonder what it was all about. Obviously, for the C of E, and for most churches there's a get 'em young policy. But they didn't get us young, they made religion into something you fidgeted through until you could get out and run around in the playground. And it makes me wonder- what was the point? I suppose there's an argument that goes; Louise, you spent 7 of your most formative years being told that God exists and the bible is all true, therefore, secretly, deep down, you probably do believe in God. Well, I don't know about that.

Comments

[gehayi.livejournal.com]

You're quoting Sam Levinson.

The quote is "Getting inoculated with small doses of religion prevents people from catching the real thing."

[foreverdirt.livejournal.com]

Noted. Thank you!