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- [ To Lose Your Religion ] [ By Knyttet ]
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- To lose your religion
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- I never really thought so much about religion. My parents raised me in a
- home I guess you can call Christian. We never went to church but they sent
- me and my sister off to Sunday school (our theory is that this gave them
- some extra sleep on Sunday mornings, because it was the more religious
- family next door that drove us there). I guess this gave me my faith
- in God.
- But when I grew up I quit Sunday school and I started to live a life not
- more Christian than anyone else. Well, I have to admit I kept on saying my
- prayers in the evening, hoping that someone or something would hear me. I
- developed my own opinions about what was out there and what was not.
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- Then one day I found (or it found me) a religion that seemed to be all
- right, although I hadn't actually been searching. I started to get curious
- and I wanted to know more about this. Everything they told me sounded so
- good. I guess I wanted to believe in something. It felt so good to find
- these lovely people that believed in almost the same things as myself. I
- guess I accepted all the differences with the explanation that if they
- believed in it as much as they did, it has got to be the truth.
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- The story goes on. I joined the church, totally convinced that this was
- THE TRUTH. I was happy in this belief even though I had to change my way
- of living a bit, but I didn't think it was that hard. I had found my path
- and this was the way to walk it.
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- Of course my friends had some (or a lot of) opinions but I have always
- been walking on my own paths, and as long as I was happy, why bother?
- My parents said something like that but in a different, not so nice way.
- But I have always been the black sheep of the family. Why change the old
- family traditions?
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- When I've been a member for quite a while, I started to notice more and
- more things that I thought were strange and that I couldn't really accept.
- But when I asked someone that had more knowledge than me and had been a
- member for a longer time than me, there was always a clever answer waiting
- for me, that I could accept. So I kept on walking, happily, on my path.
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- One day I found a document telling me a lot of "hidden truths" about the
- church and about the faith I had. This made me think a lot, and I mean A
- LOT. I didn't ask anyone in the church about the questions that popped up
- in my head. This was something I wanted to think through for myself. I
- wanted to get some things straight before I asked someone. You got to have
- a good question before you can ask someone something. I guess this was a
- stupid thing to do, if I really wanted to keep my faith in the church. I
- now started to lose it, piece by piece it was falling apart.
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- I have, however, always been the kind of person that wants to know the
- truth even though it sometimes hurts. So I kept on searching for more
- information, and tried to put the pieces together. This was a really tough
- time, it was like the ground you stood on suddenly disappeared and you
- started to fall.
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- It was hard, all my waken hours I was thinking about this. Asking myself
- questions. In the nights I dreamed a lot about it. A lot of dreams where
- I was confused about the church, dreams where I couldn't stand up for the
- church in front of other people. And I'm that kind of person that always
- stands up for the things I believe in, so this felt really bad.
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- When I finally went to our priest to talk about this problem, I guess it
- was already so big that there was no return. I didn't realize it then, but
- now later on I can see it. I had a lot of long and heavy talks with our
- priest. He tried to make things right for me.
- But it didn't help. I was so confused with everything and I was doing even
- more thinking. How could a thing I've been so sure about become such a big
- problem? I wasn't feeling well at all, this "thing" was really eating me.
- I just couldn't get the pieces together anymore.
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- When I finally told my priest that I no longer wanted to be a member of
- the church, it felt like a big relief. Even though I'm not out yet and
- there's a lot of explanations left to do, it feels good. But I'm not
- regretting that period of my life. I've learned a lot and it didn't cost
- me more than some of my time and I think it was worth it.
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- I want you who read this to see it as some kind of warning that you must
- think twice before you decide anything importantly joining a church, it
- might cost you more than it costed me.
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