Religous Autobiography
Religious Autobiography
Raised in a catholic household, learning about God and practicing my religion was done regularly. Going to a catholic school played a major role in my childhood by strengthening my beliefs in God and made me see God in different ways. My religion guided me with all the problems that I had as a child but one. As a ten year old boy I questioned God and his actions. I began questioning God and my faith when my family received heartbreaking news one afternoon following my mother’s ultrasound. It was declared that my unborn sister was diagnosed with Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome (a weak heart). My family of four whom was preparing to become a family of five was truly devastated.
Believing in God and everything holy led me to question the Lord. I didn’t understand the reasoning, why my family? The horrible news tore the spirits and excitement of my family. My poor unborn sister’s future and life was unclear before it even started. I didn’t know what to think or how to feel while seeing my parents crushed emotionally. I didn’t feel like God was present at the time and felt he wasn’t there for me, I felt alone with diminished spirits. All that replayed in my head, over and over again was the question why. Why us, why my baby sister? I felt it was unfair of God to put this upon my family and most importantly my unborn sister. It felt like a curse put upon us.
During the last few weeks of my mother’s pregnancy I had stopped praying to God. The few Sundays that we’ve gone to church I just stood there. With the feeling of a curse put upon my family, I stopped turning to God for everything and anything since I felt like he was responsible. I secluded myself from others and particularly from God. At this point I didn’t even know why I was evening attending a catholic school. It was extremely difficult seeking guidance without going to church or praying. I had no idea who to turn to because I didn’t want to upset my parents any more than they
Raised in a catholic household, learning about God and practicing my religion was done regularly. Going to a catholic school played a major role in my childhood by strengthening my beliefs in God and made me see God in different ways. My religion guided me with all the problems that I had as a child but one. As a ten year old boy I questioned God and his actions. I began questioning God and my faith when my family received heartbreaking news one afternoon following my mother’s ultrasound. It was declared that my unborn sister was diagnosed with Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome (a weak heart). My family of four whom was preparing to become a family of five was truly devastated.
Believing in God and everything holy led me to question the Lord. I didn’t understand the reasoning, why my family? The horrible news tore the spirits and excitement of my family. My poor unborn sister’s future and life was unclear before it even started. I didn’t know what to think or how to feel while seeing my parents crushed emotionally. I didn’t feel like God was present at the time and felt he wasn’t there for me, I felt alone with diminished spirits. All that replayed in my head, over and over again was the question why. Why us, why my baby sister? I felt it was unfair of God to put this upon my family and most importantly my unborn sister. It felt like a curse put upon us.
During the last few weeks of my mother’s pregnancy I had stopped praying to God. The few Sundays that we’ve gone to church I just stood there. With the feeling of a curse put upon my family, I stopped turning to God for everything and anything since I felt like he was responsible. I secluded myself from others and particularly from God. At this point I didn’t even know why I was evening attending a catholic school. It was extremely difficult seeking guidance without going to church or praying. I had no idea who to turn to because I didn’t want to upset my parents any more than they