Luddly Neddite
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What It's Like to Go from a Hard-Core Catholic Upbringing to Atheism | Alternet
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Anyone else religious but became atheist or the other way around - atheist but became a believer?
I can't say I ever believed. I went to Sunday school because I was a kid and adults made my decisions. At 14, I finally planted my feet and never went back. No big epiphany, no light bulbs going on in my head. There were some family fights but there were always fights in my family.
I just never entertained the possibility that the story they were telling was true. I didn't buy it, not for one moment and I can remember sitting quietly in Sunday school class, and having to match up little cut out figures to felt covered boards and bible verses. I can remember looking around and wondering what the heck we were doing there. (It was an old church, lots of dark wood, mildew smell and cold and dank. I just hated being there.)
Except for the occasional wedding or funeral, I haven't been inside a church and have no plans to change that.
Anyone else?
(- and, please, would the bible thumpers restrain from their nasty-mouth preaching? If you want to discuss your own experience, I'd like to read it. If you want to post more miles of bible verses and insults, just please don't. Thanks)
... Growing up, we went to mass every Sunday. I was baptized, received Holy Communion, went to confession, and was confirmed. I was raised to believe homosexuality, sex before marriage, and abortion are sins. I remember as a kid taking issue with all of those teachings and more, but I bit my tongue and strived to be the most devout little Catholic lady ever. When I turned 15, my dad went missing without explanation and my mom continued to go to mass. Shed sob her way through it every single time, and it wasnt long before I refused to go with her anymore. I realized that the Catholic Church was, for me, a negative environment. I rarely go to mass now, except to accompany family.
So, a year ago, when my mom told me the story of the miracle of my conception, I had to sit down and think. If the Catholic Church had had such a big hand in my existence, what else had this organization that stands for so much I disagree with given me?
First, it had given my family a community to be part of. The Church had hosted so many events I went to as a kid and babysat me on Sundays while my parents went grocery shopping. It had been the one consistent thing in our lifestyle when I was growing up moving every 2 years around the world. Going to mass had been the one ritual that had remained constant whether we lived in Cote dIvoire, Botswana, Curacao, Virginia, wherever. As an international organization, Ive seen the negative reaches of the Catholic Church, but itd given me some sense of identity, too. Furthermore, Id met some truly incredible Catholics people who I respect the shit out of for the love and devotion Ive seen them display.
Second, although the Bible is full of a lot of bullshit, its still a book that every person should read. It gives one incredible insight into history and is just plain interesting, honestly. Also, in between all the stone your wife and kill your son stuff, there are some pretty powerful and invaluable teachings in the Bible. Who doesnt need to practice humility, love, respect, and patience more in their life? There isnt a person alive who doesnt benefit from some self-evaluation and reflection, and the Bible is provocative in that sense (and the Church in general promotes this).
When I was 15 and lost my virginity (fairly early), I thought I was going to Hell and cried for days. Little did I know that everyone in my family is very sexual and my parents did not wait until marriage to have sex. When I learned to masturbate, I felt incredible guilt and self-disgust, thinking it was a sin. When I made gay friends, I was embarrassed to bring them home to my parents. When I helped a friend with an abortion, I cried for days agonizing over not being able to talk to anyone about something that my friend had every right and good intentions in doing (and was a good choice, ultimately).
However, regardless of all this negativity the Church brought into my life (and there is much, much more), I have respect for my roots. I understand the things the Church has done for me, despite me not being a member in it. I refuse to demonize religion now as so many other atheists do, because I cannot deny that the Catholic Church has made me the person I am proud to be today.
My boyfriend is an avid atheist also, but a much more aggressive one. He believes religion is totally negative, that organized religion is inherently bad. So, we were talking the other day about our hypothetical kids and got into a huge fight.
Read the rest at the link.
Anyone else religious but became atheist or the other way around - atheist but became a believer?
I can't say I ever believed. I went to Sunday school because I was a kid and adults made my decisions. At 14, I finally planted my feet and never went back. No big epiphany, no light bulbs going on in my head. There were some family fights but there were always fights in my family.
I just never entertained the possibility that the story they were telling was true. I didn't buy it, not for one moment and I can remember sitting quietly in Sunday school class, and having to match up little cut out figures to felt covered boards and bible verses. I can remember looking around and wondering what the heck we were doing there. (It was an old church, lots of dark wood, mildew smell and cold and dank. I just hated being there.)
Except for the occasional wedding or funeral, I haven't been inside a church and have no plans to change that.
Anyone else?
(- and, please, would the bible thumpers restrain from their nasty-mouth preaching? If you want to discuss your own experience, I'd like to read it. If you want to post more miles of bible verses and insults, just please don't. Thanks)