To begin with I have to say that I am a christian – I know that it may not always so given my sometimes perceived wicked ways – especially when one considers I am sitting in a bar writing this watching horse racing. But my Father, despite the rift between us, is a minister. My mother saw to it that, at least as youth, I was in Sunday school and church almost every Sunday morning. As I have gotten older though, I have personally attended church less and less often. A large part of that, which I have noted before, is that I just have issues with a lot of organized religion, including christian churches (that is another blog for another day). In a nutshell I feel like I am a lot closer to God on Sundays out working with horses, playing with my dog, or just taking a walk through the woods – though a ride is even closer to God in my opinion. My point to all this is that sometimes I just am drawn or even almost compelled to attend a church service.
I have talked about this once before here in the blog. The idea that sometimes we get all caught up in the ideas of what perfect should be and how it has to be there before acting on the idea, so we end up not acting. I know when I mentioned it before, the whole point of it was to really motivate myself to stop doing that “step back and considering” before I acted on the impulse. Sometimes I do manage to act on the impulse, but rarely on things that are beneficial or helpful. More often, I tend to act on impulse in regards to spending money foolish fashion but tend to act on things only with much thought and consideration when things should just be done. Failure to act on such things tends to leave them undesirable or even ill-fated due to timing when all considerations have been made.
