Not that long ago, I did a post after being tagged with a meme on five things I want my children to know before they grow up. When I saw the Sunday Scribblings prompt this week, I figured my beliefs would be stamped all over that post. Certainly a few of my important beliefs were there, but I don't think I really hit the mark.
I believe in God. I believe He hears my prayers. I believe He doesn't always answer them. I believe that's just something I've got to live with.
I believe that life's not fair. Like I said regarding what I want my children to know: Bad people often win. Good people often lose. Railing against the unfairness of it all won't help. That's not to say that you shouldn't fight against injustice. It's just that sometimes you won't win.
I believe that doing good things for others can only lead to good for me. This is another one I wrote about wanting my children to know. When I say it can "only lead to good for me," I mean that doing something good for someone else makes me feel good. I don't expect something back in return, although I do believe that many try to pay it forward.
Of course, I don't believe bad people pay it forward. You know those bad guys that you just despise who always seem to win. Of course, believing in God, I do believe that, although life isn't fair, the afterlife is. God will deal with the bad guys later on. And I'm okay with that. Usually.
I believe that having a dog is, in fact, not like having a child. I was never planning on having children. My life was one of many a DINK couple. [Double Income No Kids, folks.] Our dog was our child. He died when he was 17. He was irreplaceable. And then when I was 34, my life went in another direction and I ultimately had children. That dog whom I adored? He was just a dog. I loved him, definitely, but he was not just like a child.
I believe it's okay to lie to young children, to fill their heads with fantasies of faeries, tooth and otherwise, the Easter Bunny, magic and Santa Claus. Of course, we hate to think of it as "lying," but that really is what it is. We tell our children never to lie and then, there we go again, lying about Santa. How unfair is that? Ah, but remember that life's not fair.
Now, I do believe it's time you read some other Sunday Scribblings posts. Go on, get going.