It's a sticky topic. Not for us two, per se, but for nearly every other person in this town. This town, where across from one "megachurch" is yet another and another still.
The trouble for us, we question what is. And questioning seems frowned upon.
True, our curiosity complicates matters. It can make life much more difficult than accepting what's been taught all along. Difficult and a bit frightening. Our own "structure" is based on a mish-mash of beliefs, instead of just holding onto one, with the concept that choosing one way may not be entirely necessary.
And so, we are holding on for the ride. I remember all too well being quizzed about my lack of church attendance as a kid. Daughter will face the same scrutiny, I'm sure. But it's too late. She's got a mind of her own and she's not buying what they are selling.
The universe is awesome, really. What do we even know for certain?
Which is why my curiosity about CERN's Large Hadron Collider is piqued.
Dad used to worry about the experiments to be conducted there. We'd had lengthy conversations about the fabric of space-time and how particle accelerators might rip all that we know to shreds.
We'll find out soon enough. It is my understanding the LHC is due to go online this summer, barring any further technical troubles.
Perhaps, Dad is right... none of it matters in the end. What good does it do a regular gal like me to know about quarks, black holes, time-travel and the Big Bang?
I dunno~~but isn't it fun!