Let me start this by reminding you that I love you, and you know I do. I love you and your kids tremendously!
You asked me my opinion on my views…”how do you know god is imaginary?” is asking my opinion on a sensitive subject that we disagree on. I gave you my full and honest opinion. I do that. I don’t lie. I don’t make up an answer that I think one would like. I mean, I am an honest person. That does not make me ignorant. Telling you my opinion on something you disagree on does not make me ignorant. I know I didn’t experience the things you did that led you go religion, and I am thankful that I did not have to. That was an unfortunate thing that you went through and I’m glad you are alive today. No need to curse at me about it. I’m not dismissing what you went through, I just cannot relate to it. I know you saw what you say you saw, that is wonderful. It’s just not something that I believe in.
You being quiet about your views on homosexuality and the like, which is another thing we disagree on, is your choice. I am vocal about gay rights. Or as I like to call them, human rights. Love is love. You can love who you want. That is what I believe.
“Pray for the non-believers, they need it more than anyone else does” was your status update after our discussion. I hear that a lot…that people will pray for me…that their congregations will pray for me. It is okay if you want to pray for me. Pray until your heart is full. I know that it does not affect me. I don’t believe in it. Nonbelievers do not believe in prayer. If that makes you feel better, by all means, be my guest. I can ask you not to pray for me, but I know that wish will not be respected.
I am vocal about my opinions on Twitter. I’m not censored there. There is a reason I update twitter more than Facebook. I rarely use Facebook.
Again, I love you a lot. You know this! And your opinions on me and my views do not change this at all. As long as you don’t directly ask me questions about my views, I will not talk to you about my views. I mean, that is what we were doing before right? You are one of my closest friends. Nothing will change what I think of you.
I love you.
A note to readers: Don’t follow me on twitter if you will be hurt/offended/disgusted with my opinions. I mean, I am myself there. I always will be.
Growing up, I was raised in a Christian family. We did not go to church much and I hated going when we did. I was raised to believe in Jesus because “that is just how it is supposed to be.” Easter used to scare me because I just knew that someone died and came back to life–that only happened in horror movies!
During my teen years I went to church with my friends when they would invite me. For me it was more of an excuse to hang out with my friends, rather than a time to learn about God. I definitely learned nothing because me and my friends were just mostly hanging out during church because that is how the youth groups went–do a lesson, then play. That was fun. That was just playtime.
When I became old enough to make my own decisions, I sat down one day and came to the realization that I did not know if God was real or not. I mean how can someone love everyone, but say that if you do not obey him you will go to Hell? How does Hell even exist? How is Heaven even possible? These are just a few of the many things I asked myself daily. Not soon after this I became Atheist. There was no proof for me. Science held every answer that I needed. Continue reading →
This song is great! I heard it for the first time last night and immediately fell in love with it and it’s message.
Have a listen!
Macklemore & Ryan Lewis – SAME LOVE
[Verse 1: Macklemore]
When I was in the 3rd grade
I thought that I was gay
Cause I could draw, my uncle was
And I kept my room straight
I told my mom, tears rushing down my face
She’s like, “Ben you’ve loved girls since before pre-K”
Trippin’, yeah, I guess she had a point, didn’t she
A bunch of stereotypes all in my head
I remember doing the math like
“Yeah, I’m good a little league”
A pre-conceived idea of what it all meant
For those who like the same sex had the characteristics
The right-wing conservatives think its a decision
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion
Man-made, rewiring of a pre-disposition
Ahh nah, here we go
America the brave
Still beers, what, we don’t know
And God loves all His children
And somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written
3,500 hundred years ago
I don’t know Continue reading →