Christmas family

I miss my christmas.

Spritually bullied at Christmas season

So today, is the 8th of December 2015. I felt spiritually bullied. In Spain, today is a public holiday because Spain celebrates The Feast of the Immaculate Conception.

It is celebrating the solemn belief in the Immaculate Conception of theBlessed Virgin Mary. It is celebrated on December 8, nine months before the feast of the Nativity of Mary, which is celebrated on September 8. It is one of the most important Marian feasts celebrated in the liturgical calendar of the Roman Catholic Church celebrated worldwide. (source: wiki)

I perfectly understand that people dont share the same belief, but in a group where I am in, people mock, ridicule, and make joke on this day. I felt so.. so sad. Been living in the country where Islam is the majority belief, I have never felt spiritually bullied like today. What did Jesus do to them that they do this to him?

It is my right not to be an atheist.

This is happening: That people start to say sorry to me whenever they mention christianity, christian, Christ, Jesus in the most blasphemous way they could possibly do.

But what got into my head is that probably I need to be more open minded, compasionate and have high acceptance of what they are doing. They have been living this way for the rest of their lives and suddenly come someone from asia who is religious and they feel that what they do (curse, swear, use certain symbolic words) is somehow misplaced, maybe because they see how my face turned into cold stone or how my pupil dilated or simply how my jaw dropped. I’m serious, sometimes these european people, oh gosh, how to put it into words, they are horrendously heartless. It is your right to be an atheist. But remember, it is my right also to be religious. So next time you see me reacting like J.S. Park below, be in mind that we have the same equal rights.

A walk in the park

Today, out of the ordinary was a sunny day. A beautiful sunny November Sunday in Copenhagen, Denmark. I went to the church and celebrated the Lord’s Supper with my brothers and sisters in Christ. Sometimes, knowing and having brothers and sisters in Christ is enough. I have so many things that I want. I have so many desires that I crave for. I have so many thoughts and worries for my future. But when I remember I have the Lord’s family, sometimes, it is just enough.