Easter and Passover brought with them a barrage of religiously-toned stories and commentary in the news. One of my very favorite least favorite stories involves People's coverage of Mel Gibson and some seriously evil eavesdroppers. Apparently Mel was lamenting to some of his church peeps about the fact that his wife just filed divorce papers. It's safe to assume he wasn't entirely thrilled about the situation and was likely talking to them in confidence. So what do the saintly, church-going eavesdroppers do? Duh...they sell the story to People. In all honesty, I think Mel is 100% off his rocker and often in need of intervention, but I feel sorry for a dude who gets spied on in church.
And those crazy bitches over at Momversation kept the ball rolling with a conversation about religion and how to make interfaith marriages work.
Ferris and I don't have an interfaith marriage in the literal sense, but we've certainly endured our fair share of interChristian controversy. Did you ever hear the one about the Mormon and the Catholic who got married? It's friggin' hiiiillllllllarrrrrrious. I've written about religion a lot, specifically Mormonism, but it's been a while since I've felt compelled to let it all hang out. I suppose the whole 'angry reformed Mormon moves the hell away and starts a family' thing has lost it's luster for me. Now I'm stuck with the reality of not knowing what the hell I am.
This year, we celebrated Passover with dear friends. I totally loved it, but I was less enamored by the religious stuff than the good company and interesting food. Ever try parsley dunked in salt water? It's awesome, those bitter herbs.
More importantly, I enjoyed the part in the Momversation when Rebecca Woolf talked about how she enjoys the social community of church while Alice Bradley talked about how church is only about communing with God, not the community. I guess Mel Gibson should have thought about that before he opened his trap.