Gal, this was so stunning. The passages that resonated with you resonate with me, too. They make that occasional yearning for a spiritual home crop up again. I'm not religious in the typical sense of the word, for so many of the reasons you mention here - in too many ways, the bible and church and the people who presume to employ them just don't ring as truth for me.
Liam's death was the deepest religious moment I've ever had. This was such a surprise, since I wasn't already steeped in some kind of god-believing context. And so ever since I've wished for some kind of structure around spirituality - if for nothing else, for the weekly ritual of reflection and meditation. Sometimes I wonder about buddhism. Sometimes I wonder if perhaps it's just a matter of finding the right sermon, the right minister, the right congregation. That's not to say I actively look. I just wonder.
In the meantime, I come here and feel enlightened and embraced and invigorated.
desire to find formalized or communal way of being spiritual after the poignant spiritual experience of child's death