April 11, 2012
I think I have always been atheist or agnostic. I grew up in a military family that didn't go to church. We didn't even go on Easter. I don't really remember my mom or dad shoving religion down my throat, but I do think there was a kind of going along with the belief that there is a god. You know, to answer questions that parents don't like to answer, just telling us "only god knows". When I was in middle school, I started going to church with friends and became "saved". I went for a few years but didn't keep it up because I didn't have my family pushing it. Fast forward to now and I have realized that the only real searching I've ever really done about the existence of god, has been trying to figure out why people believe. They say you struggle with faith. More like struggling with why you are not using your brain. Why are you pretending to believe? Why do they believe this mess? Anyway, until one of the 2,800 known deities appears. I say, "Pics or it didn't happen".
I don't believe a word.