I wrote before about not knowing whether I believe in a God, in a Heaven or in any sort of afterlife. I don't think I do, and as much as I'd like to, I don't think I ever will. I was raised Catholic - Catholic School, church every Sunday (for a while)... I learned the stories and the lessons, the things I was supposed to believe in. But looking back now, I don't think I ever did; there was never a conviction, an absolute faith that what I was being told was true.
But that doesn't mean I am faithless. There are things I have absolute certainty in - humanity, love, roses in the summer and evergreens in the winter...
I believe that even though I know the world could end tomorrow, it probably won't. I believe we have hundreds of thousands of years and mistakes left to make, and that humanity will keep growing. Keep discovering.
I believe that there is love out there, however fleeting. The love of a mother, of a brother, of a best friend, of a pet... I believe we have the capacity to fall in love a hundred times in our lives, but that's no promise that we'll find ourselves uttering our last words, still in love till our final moments.
I believe that in the spring, the world will bloom again - beautiful flowers and baby birds, and that in the winter we will cart evergreen trees out from the fields and into our homes to be decorated.
I believe in us, in humanity. I believe that we don't need an afterlife to make all of that important. Even if we are just an accident of nature, evolution's practice run - that doesn't make us any less important, doesn't mean we leave any less of an effect on the world.
I believe that we are important without any help from someone we can't see or touch. We are important and consequential in our own right.
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