October 21, 2013
I was raised in a Christian church. Over the years I met and worked with Jews, Muslims, Hindus, and people of other faiths. They all have their own texts and they are all convinced they are right. They were all good people, but according to the Bible and my pastor they were all doomed to eternal suffering in hell. My choice was clear; either commit entirely to Christianity and spend every moment of my life trying to convert these good people to save them from a fate worse than death, or drop Christianity. There were too many things that didn't make sense in Christianity and since the penalty for not confessing Jesus as lord and savior is eternal suffering there was always a lingering tone of segregation from anyone of other faiths. For the most part they were all just well meaning people, some of whom were more just looking for a social club than anything and didn't ascribe to any of the supernatural aspects, but I couldn't be one of them anymore. I dropped Christianity.
Professional audiovisual technician and media production professional. Born and raised in Dallas, but lived in Orlando and San Francisco for a while too.