Master EKAT
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- Posted: Thu, 04 Oct 2012 19:14:15 +0000
When I was a teenager, I was very active and involved with the church my parents attended, but as I got older and started interacting with unchurched people, I started to realize that not all of them were the scary and evil individuals that my church made them out to be. What I mean is that they weren't purposely trying to "steal my soul" and getting me to do hard drugs and worship Satan and all of that. Some of them were truly good people who had morals just like the church people did, although those morals differed slightly.
Then I went off to college, and, over the course of a few years, I continued to see the incongruency between the world that the church portrayed to me and the world I was experiencing for myself. I had a hard time with how the church treated homosexual people and people of differing faiths - the opinion that those people would have to change the most deeply ingrained parts of themselves in order for God and the church to accept them.
Now that I have graduated college and even more time has passed, I'll say that there's no way for me to ever go back to believing the way that I once did. I've just learned too much, seen too much for myself. I couldn't even force myself to believe everything I did, even if I wanted that. I would know I was living a lie, and the guilt would consume me. Unfortunately, this means my parents are now deeply concerned for me and my salvation, and fear that I am on my way to Hell. Almost every interaction with them includes expressions from them that they are praying for me, invitations to church (on nearly a weekly basis), and a general sense of disappointment with what I've become. I can relate to their feelings because that's how I felt towards those unchurched people I started growing attached to when I first met them in my late teens. I felt as if God charged me to witness and save them from Hell, and if I couldn't, then their blood would be on my hands, they'd suffer because I wasn't good enough to change them, and God would be disappointed in me. So I know my parents are not acting irrationally according to what they've been taught for the last 25 years or so. It's just that it hurts knowing that our relationship can never be only be about us as individuals. It can only be about them trying to save me. (So, yes, I do understand that there will be Christians that will read this post and think that it is their duty to witness to me. Please, save yourself the effort and disappointment of being unable to succeed with me. I grew up in church, I know better, if I one day somehow end up in Hell, my blood will be on my own hands because I'm responsible for myself. This post is specifically for people who are no longer Christians.)
I still believe in God. Just a much more loving and fair version of Him (Her, It, Whatever) than what is presented in the Bible. It's just that I can't adhere to strict Christianity, and my beliefs fall more under the Unitarian Universalist line of thinking these days.
Have any of you had similar experiences that you wouldn't mind sharing?
1. Why exactly did you decide to leave? Any specific examples?
2. Do you feel like you are being treated differently now than you were because of choices that should be left solely up to you to make? How do you deal with feeling like a disappointment, even when you are successful in every other aspect of life? Is your family even acknowledging that you made your own choice, or are they attributing it to something else (like the devil, or 'liberals')?
3. Do you sometimes find yourself missing the close knit relationships that the church provided you and the ones with your Christian family members? Do you ever miss the relationship you once felt like you had with God? How do you cope with that loss?
Any discussion about your experience with this is welcome and appreciated. If you have anything to share that I didn't cover in my questions, feel free.
Then I went off to college, and, over the course of a few years, I continued to see the incongruency between the world that the church portrayed to me and the world I was experiencing for myself. I had a hard time with how the church treated homosexual people and people of differing faiths - the opinion that those people would have to change the most deeply ingrained parts of themselves in order for God and the church to accept them.
Now that I have graduated college and even more time has passed, I'll say that there's no way for me to ever go back to believing the way that I once did. I've just learned too much, seen too much for myself. I couldn't even force myself to believe everything I did, even if I wanted that. I would know I was living a lie, and the guilt would consume me. Unfortunately, this means my parents are now deeply concerned for me and my salvation, and fear that I am on my way to Hell. Almost every interaction with them includes expressions from them that they are praying for me, invitations to church (on nearly a weekly basis), and a general sense of disappointment with what I've become. I can relate to their feelings because that's how I felt towards those unchurched people I started growing attached to when I first met them in my late teens. I felt as if God charged me to witness and save them from Hell, and if I couldn't, then their blood would be on my hands, they'd suffer because I wasn't good enough to change them, and God would be disappointed in me. So I know my parents are not acting irrationally according to what they've been taught for the last 25 years or so. It's just that it hurts knowing that our relationship can never be only be about us as individuals. It can only be about them trying to save me. (So, yes, I do understand that there will be Christians that will read this post and think that it is their duty to witness to me. Please, save yourself the effort and disappointment of being unable to succeed with me. I grew up in church, I know better, if I one day somehow end up in Hell, my blood will be on my own hands because I'm responsible for myself. This post is specifically for people who are no longer Christians.)
I still believe in God. Just a much more loving and fair version of Him (Her, It, Whatever) than what is presented in the Bible. It's just that I can't adhere to strict Christianity, and my beliefs fall more under the Unitarian Universalist line of thinking these days.
Have any of you had similar experiences that you wouldn't mind sharing?
1. Why exactly did you decide to leave? Any specific examples?
2. Do you feel like you are being treated differently now than you were because of choices that should be left solely up to you to make? How do you deal with feeling like a disappointment, even when you are successful in every other aspect of life? Is your family even acknowledging that you made your own choice, or are they attributing it to something else (like the devil, or 'liberals')?
3. Do you sometimes find yourself missing the close knit relationships that the church provided you and the ones with your Christian family members? Do you ever miss the relationship you once felt like you had with God? How do you cope with that loss?
Any discussion about your experience with this is welcome and appreciated. If you have anything to share that I didn't cover in my questions, feel free.