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What made you question the existence of God?

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You don't believe in God? 


You can do that?

"The world is my country, all mankind are my brethren, and to do good is my religion," Founding Father Thomas Paine.


by on Jul. 29, 2009 at 1:48 AM
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by Head Admin on Jan. 17, 2011 at 3:14 PM

Quoting kenyacka:

I think the first time I ever entertained the notion that my Christian upbringing might be (gasp!) incorrect was when I was senior in high school. I was in AP Calculus and after about 5 minutes of work we always ended up in deep discussions (how easily I could have gotten that teacher fired looking back lol). One day we somehow started discussing religion. Another classmate was questioning evolution... I was in shock! How could anyone in this north Georgia town even consider that evolution is true???? I wanted to scoot away from him before God struck him down with a lightening bolt! Then the teacher said something that I will never forget so long as I live. He said "I don't think any intelligent person could go through life and not consider that God isn't real." May not seem like a big deal to you guys, but for a 17-year-old raised in Bible-thumping Georgia this just blew my mind. I had always considered this teacher to be one of the most intelligent people I had ever met.... but then all of a sudden he just shattered my entire world.

I'm now 28 years old.... I still don't have it all figured out, but I think it's safe to say that I don't consider myself a Christian. I don't really like calling myself Agnostic either, though because while obviously there is no way to have definitive proof one way or the other as to God's existence? I definetley think that there is a lot more proof leaning towards him, she, whatever not existing.

 The more I allow myself to step away from it the more I start to feel that Christianity (and any religion) is a form of crowd control. It's a way to force citizens to act a certain way and do as they're told. When I first allowed myself to think about the idea, I felt terrible. I felt like I was a bad mother. I felt like I was a bad human being. But Why???? I don't lie, I don't cheat, I'm a faithful wife, I love my children more than life itself and would give my life for them.... it's all brainwashing. The more I start to believe that, the more terrified I am that I lived my life for so long in such a deep fog. Brings back images from the book 1984.

Now, I feel so much better. When something good happens, I know it isn't because God decided it was my turn... it's because I worked hard and did it for myself. When something bad happens? Nine times out of ten I can trace my steps and see where IIII went wrong. It's not God trying to teach me something, it's my own stupidity that caused this to happen. Of course, there's not always an answer for everything in life that happens to us, or to others.... but that isn't an excuse to blindly follow religion to make ourselves feel better. Religion is the path of least resistance. It's the same as alcoholism, drug addiction, etc. It's a way to ignore the truth and to somehow make ourselves feel better. When you get away from all of that, you realize life isn't all that bad after all.


Smart man.  So was Thomas Jefferson, "Question with boldness even the existence of a god; because if there be one he must approve of the homage of reason more than that of blindfolded fear."

"The world is my country, all mankind are my brethren, and to do good is my religion," Founding Father Thomas Paine.


by on Jan. 23, 2011 at 5:46 PM

Being raised a Christian, I rarely had the balls to question the things that made no sense to me. I remember a preacher saying that it was a sin to question God and it always felt so  terrifying to "challenge" the Almighty. Buuuuut, about three years ago on CafeMom (my old account), I debated with an Atheist who actually raised such pertinent questions that I allowed myself to confront some of the inconsistencies about my own religion. After a few months, I declared myself an atheist.

I could go on and on about how much more valuable my life feels and how much more in control I am, but others have said it best and I don't want to be redundant. However, I am much happier. :)

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by on Feb. 3, 2011 at 11:48 AM
I was in 6th grade when I told my Christian parents I didn't believe in god. Don't remember if I stopped believing or if I never did. Just that I never wanted to talk to them about it again.... my mom cried a lot.... so to this day I haven't brought it up since.
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by on Feb. 3, 2011 at 11:51 AM

Social Studies 7th grade. We were learning about the ancient Egyptians and it got me thinking. If they made up their religion who is to say not all religion is made up. From that moment on I questioned everything.

by on Feb. 12, 2011 at 2:33 PM

For me it started when I was very young and we would go to Bible school, and they would talk to us kids about all the things that were a sin and would cause us to go to hell... at one point smoking ciggarettes was said. Well my mom smoked, and I started having terrible nightmares where she died and went to hell... and i thought it very wrong that the most wonderful person i knew would be condemned to such a horrible fate... also i would remember sitting listening to the pastor talk about certain things and they just never sitting right with me, even as a young child. Why should my mother's best friend go to hell just because he was born in India to a family that was Hindu and raised him to be Hindu? Or when the pastor once talked about how men were supposed to be the head of the house, blah blah blah, and here I am seven-ish years old thinking, "Yeah, right. Not in my family!" We pretty much stopped going to church before I got too old, i think in part because it always upset me so much. But I think I officially said "That's it. I will not be part of this religion anymore" when my best friend in high school started harrassing this very shy, quiet Indian girl in our class, asking her what religion she was, telling her she was going to go to hell if she didn't become Christian. I fussed at her, and all during class I was fuming and thinking,"If being a Christian means making people feel like shit, then I don't want to be one."

by on Jun. 16, 2011 at 9:17 PM

It was just something I knew from an early age. Maybe it was because my parents didn't go to church (mom is Catholic, dad is Baptist, they didn't want us kids to be baptized under their faith, so my older brother and I were christened as Lutherans (my oldest brother-half-is Catholic).

Anyway, I can remember going to Sunday School a couple of times when I was about 5 and just smirking at the drivel they were speaking. Years later, we were vacationing in St. Augustine, FL and while my parents went out with family, they dropped me off at some church for their Sunday school where they were teaching a Bible lesson using a Bible comic book. Again, an eye roll on my part. I mean it was all just stupid. I hated it. Still do.

by on Jul. 12, 2011 at 8:04 PM

Having been raised Catholic, I think my questions about the existence of God began with the priest scandals being brought out into the open.  Then I started questioning EVERYTHING religious:  Why have most wars in the world been based on religious differences?  Which religion is right?  How can so many people have it wrong? And on, and on, and on.  I realized the most logical answer was... Maybe because it's all based on a fictitious book to begin with? 

by on Aug. 16, 2011 at 3:10 PM

It took me a while to become an atheist. My mom was raised seventh day adventist but never instilled a specific sect onto me. But growing up with someone who to her core believes that God exists rubs off on a child whether you like or not. I had a childrens bible and if I asked she would take me to church, but I was never that interested in going to church thankfully. Sadly it wasn't intelligence really that started me questioning my beliefs. Anytime someone I knew would speak of not believing in God we would get into an arguement because I couldn't understand how someone could NOT believe in God (much like your post lol). It was me realizing that I was pansexual that started me questioning my beliefs. At this point I had been to my step father's Lutheran church a few times. All the people were really nice, but on further inspection into their beliefs I was not accepted because of my sexual orientation. Then I started questioning why God would make people able to love between all guidelines and then say they were sinners? After that it just went downhill (or uphill) from there. I wasn't an atheist until I started dating my husband though. I identified as agnostic, but after a few years of logic and reasoning, I gave in lol.

by on Aug. 16, 2011 at 3:35 PM

I always really never truly believed, but felt well if anything I was a Christian I guess, my in-laws are crazy Christians so I felt like I needed to do that for them, but my husband and I lost our jobs and for 6 month had nothing, we couldn't buy one thing.  All our families said pray to God he will help you, you know what my dumb ass mil said the reason we weren't seeing or hearing  God....was because God told her her son was into child porn!!!!!! Are you fucking kidding me?  We lost every little bit of believing anything as soon as she said that.  Since then we have studied, listened, and see everything for what it is, which is crap. 

by on Aug. 16, 2011 at 5:41 PM

It just never made any sense to me. I fell in love with astronomy at an early age and I guess it went from there. I "believed" as a kid, but it still never made any sense and the logic was really flawed from what I was learning as a child. Then at about 15 I really started to look into it more and finally declared Agnostisism. Later at about 20, Atheist.

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