So long ago I'm likely to confabulate.
Went to church but at too young an age to remember anything about it. My father was hyper religious but away in the navy much of the time. My mother liked religion well enough but mostly was afraid of hell.
I learned just enough of Christianity to create my own bastardized version, though it holds together better and is much more attractive than any other version I've heard of. In that version I believed fervently through early elementary school. My uncle was an atheist and as much as I liked him I thought he and any other atheists were the world's biggest ingrates.
In my version of Christianity God could do no wrong. Having never heard of the stories of the old testament there was no conflict in thinking that. I pictured God as this very old, wise and compassionate being who was also kind of lonely. My hope was to live a life that would make me a worthy companion to this old being. When even my version stopped making sense, I was sad to say goodbye to this being.
But say goodbye I did at around 10 or 11 years old. It just started not to fit with my experience. I flew under the radar until I left home. No reason to rile up the 'rents. Never could discuss it with my father but then again he had zero language and people skills.
I have no problem with anyone who continues to believe in the god they've conjured up, whether alone or by way of a group. I understand the attraction. Just don't go pushing to legislate for a country that would please your god and I won't have anything rude to say.
Went to church but at too young an age to remember anything about it. My father was hyper religious but away in the navy much of the time. My mother liked religion well enough but mostly was afraid of hell.
I learned just enough of Christianity to create my own bastardized version, though it holds together better and is much more attractive than any other version I've heard of. In that version I believed fervently through early elementary school. My uncle was an atheist and as much as I liked him I thought he and any other atheists were the world's biggest ingrates.
In my version of Christianity God could do no wrong. Having never heard of the stories of the old testament there was no conflict in thinking that. I pictured God as this very old, wise and compassionate being who was also kind of lonely. My hope was to live a life that would make me a worthy companion to this old being. When even my version stopped making sense, I was sad to say goodbye to this being.
But say goodbye I did at around 10 or 11 years old. It just started not to fit with my experience. I flew under the radar until I left home. No reason to rile up the 'rents. Never could discuss it with my father but then again he had zero language and people skills.
I have no problem with anyone who continues to believe in the god they've conjured up, whether alone or by way of a group. I understand the attraction. Just don't go pushing to legislate for a country that would please your god and I won't have anything rude to say.
