(Via Nick Blair) I was raised by Christians, grew up learning to believe what my parents believed. In middle school, I really started to get serious about what I believed. I decided that it really did matter what I believed and that I needed to take those beliefs seriously. I became very active in the [...]
(Via summer) I grew up with the brainwashing of the Lutheran Church. The family calendar mirrored the church calendar. I think there is a reason the poor participate in religious activities–many of the activities are free, family-friendly, and they provide (false) hope. Besides, from time to time, there is also free babysitting! My family was [...]
(Via silverd) I was born into a Catholic family. My grandmother was the ‘influncer’ on all things religion-that is the reason my immediate family went to church every Sunday, I went to a private school, and went to Sunday school. I was always the troublemaker though. Diagnosed with ADHD when I was 3, I was [...]
(Via Cathy Cooper) I was a staunch Methodist, until I went to college to study religion. I had an epiphany of sorts sitting in my car, waiting for the light to change. I sat there in a daze, until the blaring horns shook me back into reality, and it was then I knew it was [...]
(Via FallacyFallacy) Firstly, I should probably clarify that I grew up in Australia, and that I’m still only 18 years old, so this is all quite recent. My parents raised me I an environment sort of outside of religion. I knew it existed, vaguely, but didn’t really know much about it. Whenever I asked my [...]
(Via James Johns Jr.) I grew up in rural West Virginia and like most of the area’s children grew up a “good little christian boy.” I went every Wednesday night and every Sunday (Morning and Evening.) I believed wholeheartedly in the entire church dogma. For 16 years this continued I went to “Church Camps,” I [...]
(Via Chad Matise) I was baptized when I was a baby at a Catholic church. Besides that I rarely went to church. I considered my dad and mom non-practicing Catholics, at that time. When I did go to church it was with my grandmother. So, I just believed because that is what I was told [...]
(Via Staks Rosch) Over the break, I got a lot of e-mails asking me about my de-conversion story. To be honest, my story isn’t that interesting. I was never a fundamentalist nor did I have a lot of family pressure to stay religious. But it’s a new year, so I guess I’ll tell the story. [...]
(Via Ellie) Ever since I was a baby, my mom always took me to church. Of course I didn’t know what it was because I was at least 5. When the preacher was speaking, I never listened. Ever. I would always be doing something else. But then one day I woke up and was ready [...]
(Via Kate) Since I was a baby, my mother insisted on “raising good Christian children.” As a result, she took me, and eventually, my sister to church every Sunday without fail. We said our prayers and read our bibles. We sang hymns, went to a religious school, and celebrated Christmas. There was a problem though. [...]