Julia Sweeny's "Letting go of God" was absolutely instrumental in my deconversion. I heard it on the radio in my mid 20's, and cried like a baby because I knew I was just one step away from being her.
My husband is an atheist, but was never pushy about it at all. He would just discuss things with me so reasonably, never bashing my beliefs at the time, not always gentle but always respectful of me as a person.
My father is technically an atheist, too. I remember it was also in my tweens I started asking my dad why he never went to church with us. He was quiet for a while, he was driving, then he said he believed that god was everything, including himself, me, and even the dashboard of the car, so he didn't feel the need to worship in a special place. I mulled this over a lot back then. It was a very odd thing to say, I thought at the time, but now I know what dad meant.
My husband is an atheist, but was never pushy about it at all. He would just discuss things with me so reasonably, never bashing my beliefs at the time, not always gentle but always respectful of me as a person.
My father is technically an atheist, too. I remember it was also in my tweens I started asking my dad why he never went to church with us. He was quiet for a while, he was driving, then he said he believed that god was everything, including himself, me, and even the dashboard of the car, so he didn't feel the need to worship in a special place. I mulled this over a lot back then. It was a very odd thing to say, I thought at the time, but now I know what dad meant.
“Eternity is a terrible thought. I mean, where's it going to end?”
― Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
― Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
