This question pose the inevitable; do we belief because it’s expected of us within a certain framework of society? Or do we accumulate these fundamental building blocks through these processes of growing up, meeting that special one and starting a family?
Quite simply put, the bottom line: you have to believe in something? One can not exist without believing that somewhere out there something or someone holds the universe in it’s hands. When it comes to faith, by layman’s terms, it’s almost like a grocery store. Christianity, Buddhism, Hinduism, need I go on!
Take a moment and think a bit. Different religions, believing in A god, upholding a collective belief system. Throw social construction into the mix and things turn interesting. Why are you believing in your god? Is it merely that your parents introduced a particular belief system to you? Or is it something that is grown?
Do we believe what we can touch or feel or is this an inherent feeling and knowing? This is what makes believing so exciting. Having trust and faith in something we cannot see, but knowing it’s there. The past week on Facebook I saw a picture of twins in their mother’s womb, the one asking the other, is there realy a mom out there? With us it happens in the same format. We do question, we do experience but we often don’t know what God look like at the moment. Soon when the time is right, He will be revealed. In the mean time, we will be nurtured, cared for and loved.