The Great Lake Day

After my scepticism with religion, what will forever be known as the “Great Lake Day of August 2017” has opened my eyes as to why the church still takes a hold of 83% of people in the USA.

I don’t think it’s necessarily the religion itself, but the community aspect by which it’s hard to pull away from. Despite the “non-cussing” and girls who can be divinely innocent. It creates a family and real sense of community spirit that, in the U.K., we have evolved from. Not to say that the Americans are primitive, but in a way, we are more self-reliant and private.

The Shandon College Ministry were the ones who took me and my very sceptical friends in for the day. Having been taxied a 50-minute drive by, someone who I could only describe as a southern belle, Anna – the blonde hair, blue eyes, full lips and figure to die for are everything you’d imagine. We arrived being served burgers and hotdogs whilst around 100 college students were in the lake, plopping off a deck one at a time. They had set up everything from Frisbees, American footballs, floats and tubing with his speed boat.

I understand now how so many turn to religion in times of uncertainty. Not only does this communal spirit provide a sanctum, a way to feel wanted and needed. But it seemingly provides answers to those who feel lost. Addiction groups such as Alcoholics Anonymous base themselves around the ideologies of religious purpose, that feeling of togetherness, but once it becomes implemented in someone’s life it is hard to remove. Is all religion itself not a cult, not the spirituality or the belief of a greater being, but the rules and regulations that such churches implemented. Is it not just human nature to want equality and peace, or do such things encourage the opposite? Or are we back in the U.K. cynical of our neighbours? Do American’s in their faith, in such happy and peaceful communities, have a far better understanding and quality of life?

Despite my unresolved questions on religion and its true purpose, the southern hospitality of the day, the fun I had and the friends I made, will not be put into question by myself. And despite what most of Europe tends to say about Americans being obnoxious, I will continue to believe them some of the friendliest and most inviting people in the world and my memories of a great day will not be forgotten.



and even a butterfly flew past in time for my not-so-summer-ready-body photo.

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