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I signed a contract for month-month rent in a mans home to rent one of his rooms (he has many he rents out).
After doing up the papers we chatted for awhile at his table and he told me he is a missionary and he offered to start taking me to church with him, and I was wondering if it would clean my soul?
He has had an accomplished life and has built missionary vessels the size of tourist yachts that sail coast to coast all over the word that spread the Word of God.
He has a strong faith and I sat with him and he talked for at least an hour about the Devil, and me and not wanting to taint my chances at scoring a cheap room, nor wanting to offend, I hid my esoteric beliefs to myself and fervidly drank up his fanatical bible jargon on Satan and nodded in agreement to all his delusional rhetoric.
He is an old man probably in his 80's.
I had and still have thoughts about joining a Monastic order and becoming maybe a Trappist monk or Benedictine monk more so because the thought of becoming a Buddhist monk would mean having to shave my head and the cutting of the hair in my scattered strings of belief torn from pages of maniacal dead authors would surrender your esoteric power that lives in the hair (much like the American Indians who fail track wild game when their pony tails were cut off).

I began thinking that maybe a strong enough blind faith in something can make it more real than anything regardless of if it has any foundation in truth at all.
As long as you believe in something with all your heart maybe it can become real in the mind?
I was watching Alice in wonderland (the new one) and they believed in the false wizard so much that he became the Wizard of prophesy. The wizard did not even believe he was the wizard either until he began to believe in himself that he was the wizard; thus becoming the Wizard. Oh, how strong a force belief is!
So if I believe in a book and faith and begin to commune with individuals or groups that share in this belief and we journey together on the same path to clean our souls and seek salvation in the Lord with a will bent on it, could it be possible?
Couldn't it be possible? Why couldn't I clean my filthy soul with a belief so strong In a religion that nothing can sway or stagger my headstrong endurance towards it?
This old man was a perfect example of this. While I was sitting there trying not to offend with my own political and religious beliefs I began to insinuate that nothing I could say or do could change his lifelong held belief in this ancient religion, and coming to that conclusion there was nothing for me to do but listen and hope that just maybe if I became like this old man that indeed my soul could be cured with simple, but strong belief in something higher than myself.
I have never believed in anything my entire life and I am beginning to feel that my sickly life is the result of this lack of direction in myself
Can I cure my soul my adhering to the Christian faith?