God and Glee

Hello fellow Blogspotters! I'm back!
My absence has been a long one, and is unfortunately due to the horrors that are exams. I just felt like I wouldn't be writing at my best if I was stressed out and tired, thus I didn't write at all. I hope you didn't miss me too much, and I have decided to come back with a post to wow you all, in order to make up for lost time!

I had a theme for this post all planned out, but after taking a break from rapid History AS Level catch up to watch Glee, I decided that the episode was so meaningful and hard-hitting, that I just had to write about it.
Here is a quick synopsis to get you up to date: Kurt's dad suffered a heart attack and was subsequently comatosed. It was heart wrenching to watch him sit at his Father's bedside, wishing him to squeeze his hand. Trying to help in any way they could, Kurt's Glee friends offered to pray in any which way they believed. As Glee is such a culturally and socially diverse program (one of the many reasons why we all love it!) this involved methods from Jewish to Protestant prayer. Kurt, however, was having none of it.
What I loved about the episode was not that it meant the name Jesus was said on national television (as I'm sure most of you would assume about me, being the Jesus freak and all!). No, it was the beautiful speech Mercedes gave to Kurt as a means of comfort. She basically said; you don't have to believe in God, or the power of prayer, but you have to believe in something. No one can manage this life alone.
In my opinion, she is totally right. Not just because I do believe in God, but because why would you want to believe there is nothing? Maybe Christianity is not the only true faith. Maybe all religions are paths to the same God. I do not believe for a second you have to call yourself a Christian to have God in you. But surely it is more comforting, more supportive to believe that there is someone or something out there, whatever it is, than to believe there is an endless void? Why would you want to go at this life alone?
I realise that many people will come back at me and say "But Amy, I'm not alone! I have my friends and family." Trust me, I know they are so, so important: I couldn't survive without mine! But if it's just them, then everything is worldly. Is there really nothing spiritual in this life? No spiritual paphian that makes a difference to our lives?
I hate to think so.
These thoughts have been swimming around in my head since Glee ended, so I thought I'd share them with you.
How's that for a come back post?

Word of the Day: paphian. Of or pertaining to love.