Being in the mountains has really relaxed me. I really needed to just let loose and be in the fresh air after moving drastically from the suburbs to the middle of a huge city in Poland. For the last couple of days, i've just been going skiing from dawn till dusk, then relaxing in bed and talking to friends online. But today, we went to little town a half an hour away from here, and I realized how religion really does still effect me. Ever since I stopped going to polish school and church altogether, I thought that God wasn't in my life. haha,see that? i even capitolized God. We went to a church that's over 1,000 years old, that was built in Norway, then piece by piece brought to Poland. Right when I entered, I looked up at the cross and took my hat off. It was a wierd impulse beacuse it was freezing inside and you could even feel the wind through the wooden planks. Then when we got out, my dad asked if i took any pictures, and right away I said that you can;t take pictures of the inside of a church ( I learned that when I went to London..yet I was the ony one ot obey that rule, once again another religeous respect sort of thing). Then when we were walking back to the car, there was this poor old lady sitting in a wheel chair, she looks about 90, and it was so cold an dthe wind was blowing so hard that her eyes wereall watery, it looked as if she was crying. She had no teeth, and she could barely speak. I was just looking at her, then I walked up to her and my mom followed. She was selling post cards for 4 zloty (1 dollar=3 zloty) when they're usually 80G (or polish cents), and we bought two. Even though we owed her 8 for the post crds, we gave her a whole 10, and we saw her face light up. She then said "Wesolych Swiat" or merry christmas in a happy voice. The post cards she sold us were nice, once with a picture of the church and the inside, and another of the town we were in. I've been thinking of that lady all day, and I really hope we gave her some sort of hope. I wish I could help all the people like her in the world, with no family, job, just old and forgotten, or thats how i feel they are, beacuse it breaks my heart to see people living their days just trying to survive but waiting to die at the same time. My whole connection with God is that, I do believe in him. But i believe that if I should pray, I should pray for others, and that I should be able to take care of myself, and that as long as I have good health, family, and friends, that I don't need God in a sense that I can take care of myself, but as long as he's there, he should take care of those in need.
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