in god, for quite a number of years i considered myself agnostic, fence sitter as far as god is concerned, i want to believe but there are so many bad things in this life that i think if there is a god he must be a cruel one. i`m not just talking about personal, but the world as a whole, so after being told i had 3 to four months to live last march i did think about it again, and still of the same opinion, then at my step brothers funeral last sept i was talking to my church going, christian brother and told him how i felt and this made him sad, he told me to ask for a sign, which i did the same night so, ok no sign. today driving home from our mothers usual sunday morning visit,we passed a church,the bells were ringing, our joan said i love the sound of church bells,so do i says me and beatrice laughed, sure you two don`t believe in god says she, but i was thinking of starting to go. so was i said me and jo in unison,i told them of the chat with alex, and they said well this is your sign,i said i had been thinking that the church at the bottom of my street might be a good place for my funeral and that it might be good if the minister actually knew me, but i was stiil a bit dubious,then beatrice turned on the radio and the first lines of the song were,` i prayed`.( sorry nearly finished) so we talked and when i got home i walked the dog and stopped at the church to get the service times, i think i brought the dog so i wouldn`t have to go in,so the service was in full swing, there`s another at 7 tonight but i think i`ll do it next week, i need to syke myself up for it, so wish me luck guys,lets hope i get convinced. thanks for listening. liz xxx
