Heather Crismond Poet Rhyme

Sunday School Lessons

I went to Sunday school to be taught right from wrong
Taught not to question; told it was a sin to be headstrong

Differing of opinions were highly discouraged during our cultivation
So I silenced my protests; fearing their god's damnation

As the years became decades, my fear of hell grew less
I learned the meaning of hypocrisy when they laughed at the way I dress

So I taught my children to love and always give respect
To stand up for their truth, and the weak they should always protect

12/04/2021
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Steve Crismond January 11, 2021 at 5:22 PM What I meant to say is am I a great grand father Heather Crismond January 11, 2021 at 10:29 PM No. Rain is in college majoring in astrophysics and has been invited to join a professor's team next summer studying exoplanets so that might be a while. And my son will live with his father for the rest of his life. Jkng

Steve Crismond January 11, 2021 at 5:20 PM This is an amazing epiphany not follow blindly like lemmings to think what "they" say "what we say is the only way". I became aware in High School when I had a priest, Father Walsh, that rented a barn in the pine barons. All my bohemian friends would get together and discuss transcendental meditation and other religions than Catholicism. To hear a Roman Catholic priest say there were alternate spiritualities than blindly following what "they" say one must "believe" would get you to "heaven". Heather Crismond January 12, 2021 at 12:56 AM I've always been way to curious to blindly follow anybody... Much to the chagrin of all my Southern Baptist teachers. I believe all philosophies have useful lesson. Not a fan of religion.