Our server costs ~$56 per month to run. Please consider donating or becoming a Patron to help keep the site running. Help us gain new members by following us on Twitter and liking our page on Facebook!
I made an earlier post called “Why do you hate God”, and needless to say I was quickly and rightfully corrected as to how I structured the question and the incoherent post that followed. For all that responded I thank you for your positive criticism of it and how I can better word my comments.
Now my intent in all this is that I really want to hear from you all as individuals as to why you do not believe in a God or more accurately the concept of a God. I would like to hear what we as Christians call your “testimony” or story as to why you came to the conclusion that you have.
I know there is a list a mile long as to reasons why people do not believe and that’s great, but I am more interested in hearing from the individual as to why they personally do not. What lead you to become an atheist? Were you a believer before you became an atheist? What happened to cause you to turn away from your faith? What religion or God did you follow before you became an atheist if any at all? When you turned away from God what did your friends and family say or do?
I am interested to hear the impact it had on your life. Was it a positive one or a negative one? Are you still struggling with the outcome of your choice? How does it feel to be free from such ideologies and beliefs?
I know there are multiple questions involved with this, but they all together form the story of your personal choice and I think it to be better framed in this way instead of making multiple threads to get the same answer.
I thank you all for your patience and understanding and please feel free to correct me when necessary, on how I can better understand and communicate more efficiently. Thank you for your time!
RE: Why do you not believe in the concept of a God?
June 1, 2021 at 9:14 am
(June 1, 2021 at 9:10 am)johndoe122931 Wrote: I made an earlier post called “Why do you hate God”, and needless to say I was quickly and rightfully corrected as to how I structured the question and the incoherent post that followed. For all that responded I thank you for your positive criticism of it and how I can better word my comments.
Now my intent in all this is that I really want to hear from you all as individuals as to why you do not believe in a God or more accurately the concept of a God. I would like to hear what we as Christians call your “testimony” or story as to why you came to the conclusion that you have.
I know there is a list a mile long as to reasons why people do not believe and that’s great, but I am more interested in hearing from the individual as to why they personally do not. What lead you to become an atheist? Were you a believer before you became an atheist? What happened to cause you to turn away from your faith? What religion or God did you follow before you became an atheist if any at all? When you turned away from God what did your friends and family say or do?
I am interested to hear the impact it had on your life. Was it a positive one or a negative one? Are you still struggling with the outcome of your choice? How does it feel to be free from such ideologies and beliefs?
I know there are multiple questions involved with this, but they all together form the story of your personal choice and I think it to be better framed in this way instead of making multiple threads to get the same answer.
I thank you all for your patience and understanding and please feel free to correct me when necessary, on how I can better understand and communicate more efficiently. Thank you for your time!
Because God/god/gods concepts explain nothing but the wishful thinking of the claimant. And I do mean all god claims made in human history.
The universe is 13.8 billion years old, our planet is 4 billion years old. Our species in it's current form has only been around about 200,000 years, as to which human writing and organized religion has only been around 10,000 years. It seems to me a ton of waste all that time to get to humans if humans are supposed to be the center of everything in the universe.
It makes much more logical sense to me that humans make up religions and god claims as a sense of false comfort.
RE: Why do you not believe in the concept of a God?
June 1, 2021 at 9:17 am
I have described my journey to atheism, more accurately antitheism, numerous times on this forum. Let me see if I can find a recent introduction, which I will copy and paste instead of attempting to rehash the tale from scratch......
Found it:
I was raised as a Roman Catholic, was baptized, did the rituals associated with the church at certain ages. We were a Sunday church-going family only through my early childhood, however. From what I could understand, we stopped attending because my grandmother had some sort of disagreement with the priest. We tried another church in town for a short while, but that did not last. The family was still religious even though we did not attend church, but the only times god seemed to be mentioned was when we said our nightly prayers. We were not a zealous family of believers.
I did not have a reintroduction into religion until I was in my late teens, near the end of my high school years. A friend of mine was religious and I understand today that I only fell into the clutches of the Pentecostal denomination due to the fact that I was desperate for friendship; I was a loner, an outcast, and the church seemed to be the only place I could find it at the time. I was a devout believer, much more so than I ever was as a Roman Catholic child, quite zealous to be more precise, and I believed wholeheartedly in what I read from the bible.
This was also a coming out period for me. I was attempting to reconcile being gay with being Christian, and my new friends tried their best, but I understand now that their best was not a true acceptance of me but rather the typical attempt to change me into what they thought I should be in accordance with their beliefs. In the beginning they seemed fine with me being gay, stating that god loved me for who I was, but as time passed it became apparent that god no longer loved me for who I was because they wanted me to shed my homosexuality as though it was a piece of clothing that could simply be removed from my person. I did try, I am sad to state, to change who I was. After all, I was a true believer and I did want to not feel as different and abnormal as I was being made to feel.
I was rebaptized into the Christian faith. My family, mostly my grandmother, was not too pleased about that, but she never did try to convert me back to the Catholic faith.
At the time only a couple of people knew my secret, that I was gay, and one night in church was what brought about my eventual disconnection from religion. It was not to be a quick departure from the lies, but a slow and meaningful one. That night in church the pastor spoke to the congregation about a message from god, how someone in the church was struggling with the demon of homosexuality. My eyes were immediately opened, because I knew he was speaking about me. My eyes were not opened toward the goodness of the church or god, however. Rather, my eyes were opened toward the evils of the institution and the betrayal of the friendship into which I had placed so much stock. I looked over at my friend, knowing that it was her who had betrayed me.
I think I did allow the church to pray for me that night, wanting desperately to believe that they had my best interest at heart but also deep down I was finally awaking to the truth of just what a horrible evil the church truly was. This was around the time of my high school graduation, so I was not there much longer. I continued to attend mainly because of my friends and the sense of community I enjoyed.
When I attended college, I also attended a local church. My roommate happened to be quite religious and we attended together with a couple of his friends who also were new to the college that year. It was not long before I discovered the orator who would forever change my life. I printed out many of his works and I read them with a renewed understanding of what I had previously thought of as holy and truthful. His name is Robert Green Ingersoll, The Great Agnostic.
I eventually stopped attending the church near the college and when I went home for the Christmas holiday was the last time I ever stepped foot in a church again. As soon as I arrived back home, I was sucked into the church by my friends. The new year, 2000, was approaching, and most religious people believed the world might be ending. New Year's Eve was night of praying in church, and I found myself as devout as ever. I believe the fact that the world did not end was what truly broke my ties to the church, because I finally realized what a hoax it all was.
The church is not a safe haven unless one also believes the same as every other theist in that congregation. I was witness to so-called Christians bad-mouthing other denominations. I was witness to a personal betrayal because I could not be accepted for who I was. I was witness to the masks theists wear in order appear good and loving, while underneath they are merely as vicious as their god. I was witness to the truth, and the only thing it had to do with the bible, church, or god was that theists are hardly ever as good as they perceive themselves to be. They seem to think that a mere belief in god allows them license to a demeanor that is nothing more than hate disguised as love.
For a while after discovering Robert Green Ingersoll, I believe I was agnostic. I did not attempt to delve further than his works at that time. I was content being away from the church and having found myself no longer a prisoner of faith. Faith, however, is a fickle thing that can be hard to abandon, as most atheists who were once theists can attest to, and I eventually found myself discovering Wicca.
Wicca is much different than any other theistic path. I actually had nothing except positive experiences with Wicca as opposed to Christianity. I wore the pentacle, I had a book of shadows, I performed rituals and spells. A part of me knew that magick was not real, but that did not deter me from the path of what I perceived as much more relevant, caring, loving than Christianity. I identified as a Wiccan for a quite a while, longer than I had been a Christian, until I made a slight shift that one could consider semantic. I decided to identify more as a pagan than a Wiccan. I use the term semantic, because I doubt there is much of a difference between the two terms, especially since Wicca is a mere sub category of paganism. During this time, I was posting on a site called Bolt. The Wicca and Christianity boards were my favorite. The site was shut down and I moved over to MySpace.
My beliefs began to change again when years later I discovered the religious forums on MySpace. Those forums no longer exist, but that is where I began my journey toward atheism. I eventually identified as an Agnostic Theist. Posting there helped me to come to terms in shedding theism altogether until I began to identify more as an atheist. Most militant, zealous, theists who de-convert also tend ot become militant atheists. I was no different in that respect. My militant outlook led me to identify as anti-theist.
When the MySpace forums were removed I did not post anywhere for a long time. I tried a couple of religious debate forums, but I was banned because of my straightforward, unapologetic way of posting. I mainly just floated around Facebook for a while.
I came across this forum nearly two years ago, and I hope to remain here for many more years to come.
As a militant anti-theist, I find absolutely no truth or relevance to religion, the bible, or the theistic god I view as purely non-existent. I will not apologize for the way I post in relation to theism and toward theists. Theism is a veritable plague that needs to be brought to the point where it no longer has any relevance in society, because even I know wiping it out completely is an impossibility, and the way I post will continue to reflect my abhorrence for that which is a veritable disease upon humanity. Theism stopped having any relevance when we began to reason. To cling to primitive ideas is unreasonable and merely aids in delusion. There is no good that theism can provide that cannot be found through secularism, and what good theism does profess to possess is never truly good at all.
"Never trust a fox. Looks like a dog, behaves like a cat."
~ Erin Hunter
RE: Why do you not believe in the concept of a God?
June 1, 2021 at 10:15 am
(June 1, 2021 at 9:17 am)Eleven Wrote: I have described my journey to atheism, more accurately antitheism, numerous times on this forum. Let me see if I can find a recent introduction, which I will copy and paste instead of attempting to rehash the tale from scratch......
Found it:
I was raised as a Roman Catholic, was baptized, did the rituals associated with the church at certain ages. We were a Sunday church-going family only through my early childhood, however. From what I could understand, we stopped attending because my grandmother had some sort of disagreement with the priest. We tried another church in town for a short while, but that did not last. The family was still religious even though we did not attend church, but the only times god seemed to be mentioned was when we said our nightly prayers. We were not a zealous family of believers.
I did not have a reintroduction into religion until I was in my late teens, near the end of my high school years. A friend of mine was religious and I understand today that I only fell into the clutches of the Pentecostal denomination due to the fact that I was desperate for friendship; I was a loner, an outcast, and the church seemed to be the only place I could find it at the time. I was a devout believer, much more so than I ever was as a Roman Catholic child, quite zealous to be more precise, and I believed wholeheartedly in what I read from the bible.
This was also a coming out period for me. I was attempting to reconcile being gay with being Christian, and my new friends tried their best, but I understand now that their best was not a true acceptance of me but rather the typical attempt to change me into what they thought I should be in accordance with their beliefs. In the beginning they seemed fine with me being gay, stating that god loved me for who I was, but as time passed it became apparent that god no longer loved me for who I was because they wanted me to shed my homosexuality as though it was a piece of clothing that could simply be removed from my person. I did try, I am sad to state, to change who I was. After all, I was a true believer and I did want to not feel as different and abnormal as I was being made to feel.
I was rebaptized into the Christian faith. My family, mostly my grandmother, was not too pleased about that, but she never did try to convert me back to the Catholic faith.
At the time only a couple of people knew my secret, that I was gay, and one night in church was what brought about my eventual disconnection from religion. It was not to be a quick departure from the lies, but a slow and meaningful one. That night in church the pastor spoke to the congregation about a message from god, how someone in the church was struggling with the demon of homosexuality. My eyes were immediately opened, because I knew he was speaking about me. My eyes were not opened toward the goodness of the church or god, however. Rather, my eyes were opened toward the evils of the institution and the betrayal of the friendship into which I had placed so much stock. I looked over at my friend, knowing that it was her who had betrayed me.
I think I did allow the church to pray for me that night, wanting desperately to believe that they had my best interest at heart but also deep down I was finally awaking to the truth of just what a horrible evil the church truly was. This was around the time of my high school graduation, so I was not there much longer. I continued to attend mainly because of my friends and the sense of community I enjoyed.
When I attended college, I also attended a local church. My roommate happened to be quite religious and we attended together with a couple of his friends who also were new to the college that year. It was not long before I discovered the orator who would forever change my life. I printed out many of his works and I read them with a renewed understanding of what I had previously thought of as holy and truthful. His name is Robert Green Ingersoll, The Great Agnostic.
I eventually stopped attending the church near the college and when I went home for the Christmas holiday was the last time I ever stepped foot in a church again. As soon as I arrived back home, I was sucked into the church by my friends. The new year, 2000, was approaching, and most religious people believed the world might be ending. New Year's Eve was night of praying in church, and I found myself as devout as ever. I believe the fact that the world did not end was what truly broke my ties to the church, because I finally realized what a hoax it all was.
The church is not a safe haven unless one also believes the same as every other theist in that congregation. I was witness to so-called Christians bad-mouthing other denominations. I was witness to a personal betrayal because I could not be accepted for who I was. I was witness to the masks theists wear in order appear good and loving, while underneath they are merely as vicious as their god. I was witness to the truth, and the only thing it had to do with the bible, church, or god was that theists are hardly ever as good as they perceive themselves to be. They seem to think that a mere belief in god allows them license to a demeanor that is nothing more than hate disguised as love.
For a while after discovering Robert Green Ingersoll, I believe I was agnostic. I did not attempt to delve further than his works at that time. I was content being away from the church and having found myself no longer a prisoner of faith. Faith, however, is a fickle thing that can be hard to abandon, as most atheists who were once theists can attest to, and I eventually found myself discovering Wicca.
Wicca is much different than any other theistic path. I actually had nothing except positive experiences with Wicca as opposed to Christianity. I wore the pentacle, I had a book of shadows, I performed rituals and spells. A part of me knew that magick was not real, but that did not deter me from the path of what I perceived as much more relevant, caring, loving than Christianity. I identified as a Wiccan for a quite a while, longer than I had been a Christian, until I made a slight shift that one could consider semantic. I decided to identify more as a pagan than a Wiccan. I use the term semantic, because I doubt there is much of a difference between the two terms, especially since Wicca is a mere sub category of paganism. During this time, I was posting on a site called Bolt. The Wicca and Christianity boards were my favorite. The site was shut down and I moved over to MySpace.
My beliefs began to change again when years later I discovered the religious forums on MySpace. Those forums no longer exist, but that is where I began my journey toward atheism. I eventually identified as an Agnostic Theist. Posting there helped me to come to terms in shedding theism altogether until I began to identify more as an atheist. Most militant, zealous, theists who de-convert also tend ot become militant atheists. I was no different in that respect. My militant outlook led me to identify as anti-theist.
When the MySpace forums were removed I did not post anywhere for a long time. I tried a couple of religious debate forums, but I was banned because of my straightforward, unapologetic way of posting. I mainly just floated around Facebook for a while.
I came across this forum nearly two years ago, and I hope to remain here for many more years to come.
As a militant anti-theist, I find absolutely no truth or relevance to religion, the bible, or the theistic god I view as purely non-existent. I will not apologize for the way I post in relation to theism and toward theists. Theism is a veritable plague that needs to be brought to the point where it no longer has any relevance in society, because even I know wiping it out completely is an impossibility, and the way I post will continue to reflect my abhorrence for that which is a veritable disease upon humanity. Theism stopped having any relevance when we began to reason. To cling to primitive ideas is unreasonable and merely aids in delusion. There is no good that theism can provide that cannot be found through secularism, and what good theism does profess to possess is never truly good at all.
Wow, amazing story. Thank you so much for sharing that with us. If I may ask you a question. Do you still talk with your grandmother and family and do they now know that you are homosexual? If so how did they take it? I know these are very personal questions so please feel free to tell me to kick rocks if you do not want to share that information. Thank you again!
RE: Why do you not believe in the concept of a God?
June 1, 2021 at 10:21 am
I was raised Catholic by a Catholic father and Methodist mother. Neither one put much stock in religion though I was put through the paces of a Catholic upbringing to include Catechism classes on Saturday mornings till I ended up in Catholic schools in the 6th grade and on through high school.
There was never a time that I really believed any of it. I just went along with the rituals because that's what we did. I saw the Bible as not really different from any other fairy tale and was actually surprised to find out that some people believe it's an historical account.
Various things happened along the way and I prayed fervently for god to help. He didn't. I keep trying to believe but it just didn't take with me. In my early 20s I finally realized that I really didn't believe I had just been told that I believe. Some time spent searching for a new faith practice led me to figure out that I didn't have to pretend to believe. Not really any anger or hatred, just nothing. Whatever it is that others claim to feel didn't happen to me. And that's okay.
RE: Why do you not believe in the concept of a God?
June 1, 2021 at 10:34 am (This post was last modified: June 1, 2021 at 10:37 am by johndoe122931.)
(June 1, 2021 at 10:21 am)arewethereyet Wrote: I was raised Catholic by a Catholic father and Methodist mother. Neither one put much stock in religion though I was put through the paces of a Catholic upbringing to include Catechism classes on Saturday mornings till I ended up in Catholic schools in the 6th grade and on through high school.
There was never a time that I really believed any of it. I just went along with the rituals because that's what we did. I saw the Bible as not really different from any other fairy tale and was actually surprised to find out that some people believe it's an historical account.
Various things happened along the way and I prayed fervently for god to help. He didn't. I keep trying to believe but it just didn't take with me. In my early 20s I finally realized that I really didn't believe I had just been told that I believe. Some time spent searching for a new faith practice led me to figure out that I didn't have to pretend to believe. Not really any anger or hatred, just nothing. Whatever it is that others claim to feel didn't happen to me. And that's okay.
Thank you for sharing your story with us. If I may ask, how does your family feel about you being an atheist? Interesting to see a Catholic believer be with a Methodist believer. Was there much contention between the two of them? I see how you went through Catechism, did that help you or hurt you more with your relationship or understanding of God?
(June 1, 2021 at 10:21 am)Abaddon_ire Wrote: Johndoe
You said you are IFB.
I would ask you then to explain why you hate Zeus, if you would be so kind.
Good morning Abaddon,
I'm sorry, but I don't think this is the appropriate thread to answer such a question.
Although I would love to hear why you do not believe in the concept of a God. If you would be so kind as to share your story it would be greatly appreciated!
RE: Why do you not believe in the concept of a God?
June 1, 2021 at 11:00 am
(June 1, 2021 at 10:34 am)johndoe122931 Wrote:
(June 1, 2021 at 10:21 am)arewethereyet Wrote: I was raised Catholic by a Catholic father and Methodist mother. Neither one put much stock in religion though I was put through the paces of a Catholic upbringing to include Catechism classes on Saturday mornings till I ended up in Catholic schools in the 6th grade and on through high school.
There was never a time that I really believed any of it. I just went along with the rituals because that's what we did. I saw the Bible as not really different from any other fairy tale and was actually surprised to find out that some people believe it's an historical account.
Various things happened along the way and I prayed fervently for god to help. He didn't. I keep trying to believe but it just didn't take with me. In my early 20s I finally realized that I really didn't believe I had just been told that I believe. Some time spent searching for a new faith practice led me to figure out that I didn't have to pretend to believe. Not really any anger or hatred, just nothing. Whatever it is that others claim to feel didn't happen to me. And that's okay.
Thank you for sharing your story with us. If I may ask, how does your family feel about you being an atheist? Interesting to see a Catholic believer be with a Methodist believer. Was there much contention between the two of them? I see how you went through Catechism, did that help you or hurt you more with your relationship or understanding of God?
(June 1, 2021 at 10:21 am)Abaddon_ire Wrote: Johndoe
You said you are IFB.
I would ask you then to explain why you hate Zeus, if you would be so kind.
Good morning Abaddon,
I'm sorry, but I don't think this is the appropriate thread to answer such a question.
Although I would love to hear why you do not believe in the concept of a God. If you would be so kind as to share your story it would be greatly appreciated!
Why isn't it an appropriate question?
Abaddon is merely trying to demonstrate why your logic is bad. What you are doing is selection bias. There are a myriad of god claims you rightfully reject. Try thinking about why you reject Zeus and not the one you believe to be true.
Abaddon is merely saying you reject Zeus for the same reason Abaddon rejects the one you believe in. The only difference between a theist and an atheist is that we reject one more god claim than you do.
![[Image: MmQV79M.png]](https://i.imgur.com/MmQV79M.png)
