I remember it as if it were yesterday.
I was 10 years old and had always been told about God, Jesus etc. but always had trouble understanding why there were so many horrible people in the word and in particular, why there were so many starving people in Africa.
And then an idea popped into my head. It was a radical notion and to start with I tried to reject it because I thought it might offend God. After a while I dared myself to think it. My notion was..
There is no God.
At least, not the one that everyone kept talking about. Suddenly, all the problems I had with the way the world works and why things happen made sense and everything fell into place.
I still have a billion questions and many wild theories but at least now I'm not afraid to ask, what if?
I was 10 years old and had always been told about God, Jesus etc. but always had trouble understanding why there were so many horrible people in the word and in particular, why there were so many starving people in Africa.
And then an idea popped into my head. It was a radical notion and to start with I tried to reject it because I thought it might offend God. After a while I dared myself to think it. My notion was..
There is no God.
At least, not the one that everyone kept talking about. Suddenly, all the problems I had with the way the world works and why things happen made sense and everything fell into place.
I still have a billion questions and many wild theories but at least now I'm not afraid to ask, what if?
