By Georgina Fuller
I let the priest’s words wash over me as I sat in church looking at my eldest son Charlie standing before the gold altar, clutching a candle at his Holy Communion. ”Nothing,” he stated, ”will ever before be much more crucial than likely to chapel.”
We glanced inside my husband Dominic, who was simply beaming during the priest and Charlie. Could he maybe not observe that it had been absurd? At eight years of age, Charlie’s life must certanly be carefree and revolve around sport, sleepovers, pals and fun … not pledges that are heavyweight faith. But I buttoned my lip I had had this debate– it wasn’t the first time Dominic and. Fortsätt läsa ”вЂHe’s Catholic, I’m atheist. How can we boost our children?’”