I
choose to be Catholic. When I was married, my stepdad/husband converted me to Baptist, it was a requirement to be married to him and the only way to go to heaven. After I filed, I asked "what do
I believe?" What would have happened if I never met this person. Well, I was born Catholic so I went back to my home faith. I am a member of the church and love attending, I enjoy praying to the saints and quietly meditating before mass. I love the community and opportunities to serve which feeds my soul. I still ask myself, "what do
I believe?" Even when presented with my own faith's religious dogma such as Forgiveness being a devine requirement. Jesus was made flesh and has first person understanding of our emotions. I also feel certain interpretations of scripture are too cut and dry, black and white, serving towards those who are already practicing "perfectionism". But what about the rest of us? It's not as black and white. So, to me Forgiveness is a process, sometimes a life long process but if we continue to strive towards bettering ourselves, being saintly or christ-like if you will, or finding peace and centering if you don't, it counts towards us.
I tend towards a more Asian, than Christian view. Forgiveness is giving up all hope,.. of a better past.
It condones, concedes, and understands… nothing. It is intensely personal & not at all Christian.
I read and practice a bit of Buddhism. It helps in a number of ways. A lot of times, I find the same concepts in scripture that were either missed or ran over with a bulldozer by many religious leaders. Sometimes I feel like Buddhists read the bible more quietly.
The thing about real justice is you have to be aware of the whole situation to know what is really is. Most of the time, we, as individuals, only see part of the picture. The part I see might make someone seem like an evil bastard. The things I'm not aware of might change that drastically. I think passing judgement might be totally above my pay grade when I consider the limits of my knowledge.
Some of them probably are. Personally, I believe that evil really exists in the world and it can be a choice. Some people hurt others because they want to. They get something out of it and they enjoy it. They don't actually see anything wrong with hurting others, they do it because it's what they want to do. But, true motives are one of those things it's hard to be sure of from the outside. (Above my pay grade!)
I am not, at this time, ready to consider what I don't know. Because there are people who have been through hell and back and still choose not to hurt others. So there is no excuse. I refuse to even consider this right now. I'm allowing myself to have this resentment and anger towards my abusers because for years all I did was excuse them. Well, I'm not right now. Right now, I'm pissed at them. And that's ok.
I read somewhere that psychopaths are subject to a brain abnormality that causes them to behave the way they do so their actions are really not their fault.
Sometimes I wonder what made my abuser the way he was but that's something I will never get the answer to.