Hellobee

I’ve been deliberating creating this post for a while. Religion and faith is such a personal thing, and posts about it can come off as judgmental of other faith choices, which is the last thing I want to do. But at the same time, my religion is fairly formative in my life and how I […]

We are not a religious family. I grew up Catholic, my husband grew up Christian, but neither of our families were very involved with practicing. My kids aren’t baptized, we don’t belong to any church groups, we celebrate holidays in a secular way… and with one atheist parent and one agnostic humanist, that likely isn’t […]

This is my personal story about my relationship with God and the church. All opinions are my own with respect to your beliefs or non beliefs.   As a young child, I remember playing with the gold cross my mother wore daily. It had little curved edges around the point and a small raised detail […]

As devout Christians, Christmas is all about the birth of Jesus and the gift that he was to the world. We celebrate with church services, songs, and Advent candles. Even the star on top of our Christmas tree is representative of the star that the shepherds followed to Bethlehem. On the other hand, we have […]

Mr. Milk and I attend no religious services and hold no belief in one supreme being. We did not baptize or christen William (though we shared with family that we would happily do so, for them, if they desired). We do not attend any formal gathering centered on a belief in a higher power, and […]

I don’t post much about my faith. And yet, it permeates everything I do and every moment of my life. When we first decided to start trying to expand our family, we prayed for God’s hand in timing. He had brought us through every other major event in our lives; why would having a baby […]

Disclaimer: I’m talking about religion. These are my beliefs, and though I hold them dear, I also respect your beliefs, non-beliefs and personal decisions.  I grew up in church. We attended every Sunday, there was youth group midweek, and more often than not, I was volunteering as well. Mr O and I met at church, […]