Although being a “west michigander” is almost synonymous with various stems of Christianity, I find myself really being further than ever from any real kind of faith.
I grew up Christian (with vanbergs), my parents took us to sunday school, my mom taught sunday school, my dad sings in the church “choir”. With that recipe, how could it be possible that I’m not a religious person? I’m not saying that I do not believe in some higher power, I’m not saying that Jesus H Christ didn’t exist. My point is, there is no way of knowing. I don’t know what I believe.
In school, everyone learns about greek mythology. how they had “gods” for everything. But, notice how it is called “Mythology” currently? I can’t help but wonder if some furthered civilization is going to be reviewing our culture calling it “American Mythology” at some point. Religion is a touchy subject for many people, and something that many people believe very strongly. With that in mind, the proceeding comments are genuinely meant not to offend anybody. Seriously, couldn’t Jesus have been a normal man with quick hands? A magician perhaps? David Copperfield can sure do some cool things with “slate of hand” or whatever it’s called. How does anybody even know that the writings that make up the bible are “Non-fiction”? I’m sure this has been researched, debated, etc. But I don’t know much about the history on this specific topic. And there are just numerous scientific points that tend to sway me away from religion. For example, how come there aren’t any religions that referr to anything prior to their conception? God made man in his own image?? Where the hell did dinosaurs come from then? The world started from Adam and Eve?? How do we go from that and get different skin colors? I guess that would probably have to be evolution or adaptation. Everything that exists must have been created. It can’t have just “been here”… Something must have made us. Something must have made the planet. “What” might have done so, is far beyond my understanding. Even so, it’s hard for me to say “God did” and believe that wholeheartedly.
Basically, it’s hard for me to blindly believe in something. Even harder to “live my life” by it. Am I against religion? Absolutely not. I really just don’t know that it’s for me. I dont know when I’ll know, or what I’ll know. But I do know this: If there is a god, there are alot of things I want to ask him/her about…