kage69
Lifer
Methodist flavored christianity.
My earliest memories of church and Sunday school all involve my bullshit alarm going off. Anything involving Genesis in particular, and that was before I became a student of History.
When I was 11 or so I told my mother I wouldn't be accompanying her to church anymore. Said that I understood it brought her comfort in some form, but to me it always felt so wrong and dishonest, and seeing holy rollers look down their noses at others while exhibiting the opposite of what they preach just confirmed my distaste for organized religions. Subsequent travels and years living abroad really put all that into perspective too. How American culture has twisted main stream christianity is pretty fascinating (nationalism for example)
I don't have a religion as I am a proud secular humanist. My mom used to make quips every now and then about being sad that I lost my faith. My usual response is that I didn't lose my faith, I lost hers. Doesn't happen at all anymore, 3 years ago she and the eldest of my sisters got to experience some very un-christian behavior from the entire congregation at the church they still attended. They got a taste of what I was talking about when I was a kid, and have since left that church. Better late than never I suppose!
My earliest memories of church and Sunday school all involve my bullshit alarm going off. Anything involving Genesis in particular, and that was before I became a student of History.
When I was 11 or so I told my mother I wouldn't be accompanying her to church anymore. Said that I understood it brought her comfort in some form, but to me it always felt so wrong and dishonest, and seeing holy rollers look down their noses at others while exhibiting the opposite of what they preach just confirmed my distaste for organized religions. Subsequent travels and years living abroad really put all that into perspective too. How American culture has twisted main stream christianity is pretty fascinating (nationalism for example)
I don't have a religion as I am a proud secular humanist. My mom used to make quips every now and then about being sad that I lost my faith. My usual response is that I didn't lose my faith, I lost hers. Doesn't happen at all anymore, 3 years ago she and the eldest of my sisters got to experience some very un-christian behavior from the entire congregation at the church they still attended. They got a taste of what I was talking about when I was a kid, and have since left that church. Better late than never I suppose!