Thanks Meredith. Because I live in The Bible Buckle, I get asked a lot what church I attend. We have a church on every corner.

I have started defining myself more spiritual. My ancestor's were Native American and their God was nature and all the beauty that surrounded them. They were told that they were wrong.

I'm not sure why this bothers me. Maybe because some people feel it necessary to preach to me and basically, they're preaching to the choir. I love God and it's the people who are so self-righteous that make me crazy and condemn me for not going to a church on a regular basis. What about my heart? I do good or try to and I reach out to help others and try to help battered women but I'm told I'm going to hell regardless. I don't believe that for one minute.

In my work with battered women, almost all of them have been abused by some church in their past. I can't even bring up God without doing so very carefully. I have to say Higher Power. And, that's okay. Whatever helps them to reach out.

I suppose what brought this to the front of my mind was a long discussion my sister and I had in France. It was basically..."What happened to us?"