Glad I found this message board, it will be nice to chat with some people who share my same non-beliefs. I grew up in a not too religious family. Parents were too busy drinking/smoking, partying, sleeping around, getting divorced/remarried and pretending everything was fabulous between our lovely blended families to bother taking us to Church. I spent a lot of time with my Grandparents who went to a Baptist church and was forced to sit through long boring services with them a couple times a year. I really never fully bought into the whole God/religious thing. When my sister got Baptized at age 11, I was sitting on the shore thinking this idea of washing away sin in a river was dumb. My super religious Aunt couldn't tell me how if we all came from Adam and Eve, how was the world populated by people when they left the Garden of Eden? Nothing ever made sense to me as a child so I did buy a bunch of Bibles hoping that by reading them something would make sense or Jesus would touch my heart, neither ever happened. For a short while my husband and I even went to church regularly with his grandparents but I felt so wrong giving the church my money so they could give their pastors $20,000 down payments on their homes when they moved here.
In my late 20's my dad was diagnosed with a terminal cancer and given 3-5 years to live. He fought for 4 years. Those had to be some of the most miserable years of his life, he was too sick to see his kids and grandkids and got so much radiation and chemo that his doctors finally told him to stop, he couldn't handle anymore. I held his hand as he passed away and not once during this whole time did I feel like God was there with us. This is when I realized that there is no God and if there was one, he was one sick bastard. I shared my views with my husband and to my relief he agreed with me. We raise our kids without religion to the disbelieve of our families. My MIL had the balls to tell us our kids could never grow up to be moral individuals and know right from wrong without God in their lives! Today at my youngest son's birthday she told them she wears a cross because she is proud to be a Christian. I try and keep our beliefs on the down low because my husband's grandpa is very old, very religious and in poor health, we don't need to send him to his grave any sooner then he needs to. My mom has decided to become religious in her older age and asks me to pray for everything and I finally told her no. She asked if I was going to believe in and worship space aliens next!
If you are still reading, sorry for going on and on! I have plenty to share and rant about with my large religious family!
In my late 20's my dad was diagnosed with a terminal cancer and given 3-5 years to live. He fought for 4 years. Those had to be some of the most miserable years of his life, he was too sick to see his kids and grandkids and got so much radiation and chemo that his doctors finally told him to stop, he couldn't handle anymore. I held his hand as he passed away and not once during this whole time did I feel like God was there with us. This is when I realized that there is no God and if there was one, he was one sick bastard. I shared my views with my husband and to my relief he agreed with me. We raise our kids without religion to the disbelieve of our families. My MIL had the balls to tell us our kids could never grow up to be moral individuals and know right from wrong without God in their lives! Today at my youngest son's birthday she told them she wears a cross because she is proud to be a Christian. I try and keep our beliefs on the down low because my husband's grandpa is very old, very religious and in poor health, we don't need to send him to his grave any sooner then he needs to. My mom has decided to become religious in her older age and asks me to pray for everything and I finally told her no. She asked if I was going to believe in and worship space aliens next!
If you are still reading, sorry for going on and on! I have plenty to share and rant about with my large religious family!
Welcome to AF! I'm sorry about your dad.
