I wish I was someone else I'm confused, I'm afraid, I hate the loneliness
And there's nowhere to run to Nothing makes any sense, but I still try my hardest
Take my hand Please help me man 'Cause I'm looking for something to believe in
And I don't know where to start And I don't know where to begin, to begin
If I was stupid or naive Trying to achieve what they all call contentness
If people weren't such dicks and I never made mistakes Then I could find forgiveness
Take my hand Please help me man 'Cause I'm looking for something to believe in
And I don't know where to start And I don't know where to begin, oh no
I can't be someone else I don't feel that it's hopeless I don't feel that I'm useless
I can't throw it all away I need some courage to find my weakness
And with your love, I know with all my heart I can win
'Cause I'm looking for something to believe in And I just need something to believe in
I'm looking for something to believe in And I just need something to believe in
--The Ramones, Something to Believe In
There are a whole lot of people making a pilgrimage to a freeway underpass in Chicago to see what is described as an image of the Virgin Mary (Rorschacht would be proud). Millions made the trip to Rome to attend the wake and funeral of their late pope.
While there are many out there who are quite sincere in their faith, there are just as many simply looking for something to believe in. No faith is perfect, and they travel from faith to faith asking the ages old question "what is truth?"
While I am a lifelong protestant, I am starting to think that the Protestant Reformation was one of the worst things to happen to the church. Even in the age where the Catholic church was king, there were believers outside of Catholicism, they just weren't "trendy". The Catholic church, for all its imperfections, gave a clear and consistent voice to Christianity, quite unlike the confusion of the thousands of sister faiths spawned in the years since Martin Luther nailed his 95 theses to the chapel door.
The search for something to believe in has become a fertile garden for con artists and thieves. Any beggar can get ordained and give legality and status to their solicitations. All they have to do is sell a deity in a fashion appealing to enough people to pay the rent.
Faith, in my opinion, is not about how you feel on Sunday. It's not about how much you put in the offering plate. It is, in fact (to use a tired cliche) a journey, not a destination. It is a living and breathing part of who you are.
So, if you are sincere in looking for something to believe in, good luck on your journey. It's bound to be a long one.