I grew up with a church in my backyard, I also grew up within a religious family a Christian family to be exact. I’ve been bumping my head trying to figure out what kind of Christians we were but I can’t remember. What did I practice when I was a kid? I never paid attention much after I realized what ‘real church’ was all about. Let me explain, when I was a kid I went to church and got put with the other little kids in a ‘Youth Christian’ type of group. The hour contained of us playing around and having fun and I thought to myself (To the best of my memory.) that I could actually be apart of this religion. We learned stuff as well but during that time Religion was not just talking about said religion but having fun doing so.
As I got older though and the concept of enjoyment dwindled as the need to learn rose I became less and less interested with the religion I was told to believe in or go to hell. I tried very hard for my family to get on board with this whole belief, I did not want to disappoint any of them and felt that if I didn’t believe, I would. I went to ‘Vacation Bible School’ to try and help me fuel some kind of fire less passion I should have for Christianity.
During my teenage years I decided I didn’t care about Christianity at all and didn’t care what my family would think of it. The thought not is still nice the way I portrayed it was not at all. I acted out towards the church ridiculed it and the people who were apart of it, Even though most of them were nice people I was such a douche bag in my teenage years. Now though I have a better understanding I choose to be Agnostic though and appreciate every kind of idea.
This all fuels my confusion to why god is tied down by all these religions that say believe in this and go to heaven or go to hell. Why is the idea of him tied down to a belief? The two separate things are always put together when really someone could just believe in god and realize that can be enough.
Though that in another sense is a belief, it isn’t a fact and it can’t be fact. The world full of different fluid minds jumping at the idea of god. Ready with their rope and nail so that can trap the mighty giant and bind him to the ground. Though the giant/giants are to strong and they break their way free. Why can’t we all just accept the idea of god and not try to put him in our religious boxes?
Food for thought I suppose.