I didn’t drink coffee until I was into my mid 40s.
Same goes for beer or any type of alcoholic beverage.
I was told what color of shirt to wear to church. I was told what type of activities I could join in on Sunday. No swimming because Satan controls the waters!
R-rated movies were discouraged.
When I decided to have a vasectomy, I was supposed to consult with my local bishop.
For over 40 years I thought God made the rules and it was my responsibility to follow them. I felt incredible amounts of guilt when I failed.
Until I realized it was all man-made.
God doesn’t judge me if I have an Americano with cream. He doesn’t care how I spend my time on Sunday or what I wear.
If there is a God I bet he cares more about how I treat others than if I’m wearing the right underwear.
I had followed rules created by men.
When I allowed myself to act outside these artificial restrictions I began to think for myself again.
And as for God? Man made him too.
