Mr Spinkles
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I grew up going to a Presbyterian church, but I stopped going to Sunday school early on and began attending the adult services. When I got to high school, I realized that I wanted to study the Bible and Christianity more so that I knew what I believed. I went to a Catholic high school and took theology.
I've always had an inquisitive mind, though I must say it's often been a gullible one. I loved studying the Gospels- it was then that I learned that they weren't the "word of God" but in fact were written by real people who contradicted each other and used a LOT of "artistic license" in their writing.
Then Junior year we studied Church history. This is when I began realizing that a lot of the stuff Christianity teaches doesn't make any sense-- with enough well-intentioned questioning I began to figure this out. I remember distinctly reading about the miracle of Our Lady of Guadaloupe, when Mary supposedly appeared on a tapestry that "has not decayed or deteriorated in over 200 years". I looked at the photograph of the tapestry in the book and was shocked. The old thing had clearly BOTH decayed AND deteriorated! I was taking European history that year as well, and the things I kept reading about wars between Protestants and Catholics, and Muslims- all that pointless violence... can grown-ups really be that DUMB?
Only now do I realize the importance of my 8th grade science teacher. He taught us the values of healthy skepticism and using proof to back up your case. Even though at the time, I still devoutly believed in Jesus, I found his class fascinating- we learned about tectonic plates, the galaxies, and some history of science (Gallileo, etc). He never just taught us things- he always taught us WHY those things were believed to be true, based on facts. I especially loved the videos we watched of Carl Sagan, and The Amazing Randy. Before that class, I would watch Alien Abductions on Fox and believe it. I'd watch Huantings on the History Channel and believe it. No more, however- I'm glad I had him as a teacher!
I can honestly say, though, that I NEVER once went through a dark funk where I believed life was pointless because my beleifs all turned out to be wrong. My "conversion to atheism" was a gradual process, one in which I was constantly striving to UNDERSTAND religion fully, not end up without it. That is where I've ended up, however- and I'm pleasantly surprised! 8)
How did you come to be atheist?
I've always had an inquisitive mind, though I must say it's often been a gullible one. I loved studying the Gospels- it was then that I learned that they weren't the "word of God" but in fact were written by real people who contradicted each other and used a LOT of "artistic license" in their writing.
Then Junior year we studied Church history. This is when I began realizing that a lot of the stuff Christianity teaches doesn't make any sense-- with enough well-intentioned questioning I began to figure this out. I remember distinctly reading about the miracle of Our Lady of Guadaloupe, when Mary supposedly appeared on a tapestry that "has not decayed or deteriorated in over 200 years". I looked at the photograph of the tapestry in the book and was shocked. The old thing had clearly BOTH decayed AND deteriorated! I was taking European history that year as well, and the things I kept reading about wars between Protestants and Catholics, and Muslims- all that pointless violence... can grown-ups really be that DUMB?
Only now do I realize the importance of my 8th grade science teacher. He taught us the values of healthy skepticism and using proof to back up your case. Even though at the time, I still devoutly believed in Jesus, I found his class fascinating- we learned about tectonic plates, the galaxies, and some history of science (Gallileo, etc). He never just taught us things- he always taught us WHY those things were believed to be true, based on facts. I especially loved the videos we watched of Carl Sagan, and The Amazing Randy. Before that class, I would watch Alien Abductions on Fox and believe it. I'd watch Huantings on the History Channel and believe it. No more, however- I'm glad I had him as a teacher!
I can honestly say, though, that I NEVER once went through a dark funk where I believed life was pointless because my beleifs all turned out to be wrong. My "conversion to atheism" was a gradual process, one in which I was constantly striving to UNDERSTAND religion fully, not end up without it. That is where I've ended up, however- and I'm pleasantly surprised! 8)
How did you come to be atheist?