I have never been a particularly religious person in my life. I'm 22, so I get that religion isn't just a decision I can rush.
But I, I don't know, I just feel so empty. Like something huge is missing from my life.
*sigh* It's just something that troubles me often. I've tried several different types of churches in my life. Methodist, Catholic, Baptist (Terrifying, sorry, I was 8, more on that later), Presbyterian, and Lutheran. I even attended a Christian Church Camp, camp LRCA (LRCA stands for Lake Region Christian Assembly)
But I just never...enjoyed any of it. It never made me feel connected to God, it never made me feel spiritual or full of light or any of that. It never made me feel safe or loved.
I think that part of this is due to my very 1st church experience. While my parents are both Christian, we were never taken to church as children (due to a falling out with the Catholic Church and my family) My parents decided that religion was something that they would let me discover and learn about in my own way and in my own time, and I am very grateful for that. My first church experience was a Baptist one, I went with a girl in my class (She scared me into going, I think, when she told me I would go to hell for reading Harry Potter). The pastor teaching the Sunday school (I was 8) talked about how, if we listened to everything he said and taught, that God would save us from the lake of eternal fire in hell. I left, crying, and never went back. It would be another 5 years before I attended a church service again. I spent a few years going with my sister to a Methodist church on and off, but like I said, I never enjoyed it and I never felt any connection to it. I still prayed, and I still believed in God, but that is about it. I went to Church Camp for a few years, more for the "day care" aspect than the religion or church aspect. It was fine, though I felt pressured much of the time to believe in something I was not sure of.
I spent about a year of my life studying Wicca in middle school, I enjoyed the idea of believing in both God (There are Christian Wiccans I was taught) and Magic. I dated a Catholic boy in high school, and went to church with him a few times. Very uncomfortable, a bit too "pomp and circumstance" (no offense meant at all), for my taste (Love the current Pope though, what a nice guy).
After graduating high school I started to encounter actual conflicts with religion. This was right around the time when the LGBT movement was picking up. I have several LGBT friends and family, so I fully support them and their cause. That caused several rifts between myself and Christian family members and friends (Curse you social media). Of course, I was also being a rebellious, stupid college student, who was discovering her own political opinion and voice, which caused some issues. I didn't know when to shut up. I had a Catholic woman actually tell me that I (and my Catholic boyfriend who went to church WITH her) "Possessed the same Pride that caused Lucifer to fall from Heaven." That was about the time I converted to Agnosticism, shortly followed by Atheism. My boyfriend, the Catholic, also converted to Atheism. I feel like this was because of the backlash and the treatment we got for supporting the LGBT community.
Just under 2 years ago I began dating a Baptist man I worked with. He and I DID NOT get along in the beginning haha, not by a long shot. But somehow, we were able to form a relationship. He was very pushy, and we almost cut it off then and there. But then my little brother died, at the age of 17, from brain cancer. I watched my family fall apart, dropped out of college, and got my world destroyed. I gave a very lovely speech at his funeral about how Physics explains that a persons energy never dies. It moved several people (though the pastor was not too happy).
I've attended several church services with my Baptist boyfriend (though he and his grandparents go to a Presbyterian church, I'm not really sure what the difference is). I definitely did not (do not) care for this church. It just feels very, hostile. I don't know what it is, but I feel very uncomfortable there.
Over the last year I have stopped just not believing in God. I don't know why, maybe it was all of the coincidences I was seeing and feeling. Maybe it was just me letting go of the pain anti-LGBT activists inflicted on me. Maybe it was because I want so badly to believe in something magical and beautiful. But I am not a worshiper of God. I do not agree with many traditional Christian beliefs. I believe in Intelligent Design, not Creationism. I don't believe that people go to hell for loving someone of the same gender. I believe in being a good person because it's the right thing to do, not because of the consequences/rewards. All of these beliefs of mine cause some conflict between my boyfriend and I, but overall he is happy I'm no longer an Atheist (we plan to marry within the next 5 years).
I haven't attended a church service in months. I have no desire to be told about God or read to about the Bible. I feel like everything that is taught is just a way to control people (I'm sorry). I took a Philosophy of Religion course this past Spring Semester, thinking it would help me sort out my feelings on religion. It just made me more confused.
I feel like I would be happier if I were a more spiritual person. I feel like something vital is missing from my life. Maybe it's religion, maybe it's my brother. I don't know. All I know is that I don't feel right. I feel sick, broken, wrong, and tired. I want to believe in something more, but I just don't feel like I am capable. I fear I will slip back into Agnosticism, and in doing so I will lose the love of my life. He won't marry someone who isn't a Christian like him, it's against the teachings his grandparents have raised him on. And he absolutely will not allow us to raise any kids the way I was raised.
What can I do? Please, help me figure out something. Or...do you think I should just give up religion all together and let my boyfriend go so he can find someone better for him?
I'm sorry this was so long.
But I, I don't know, I just feel so empty. Like something huge is missing from my life.
*sigh* It's just something that troubles me often. I've tried several different types of churches in my life. Methodist, Catholic, Baptist (Terrifying, sorry, I was 8, more on that later), Presbyterian, and Lutheran. I even attended a Christian Church Camp, camp LRCA (LRCA stands for Lake Region Christian Assembly)
But I just never...enjoyed any of it. It never made me feel connected to God, it never made me feel spiritual or full of light or any of that. It never made me feel safe or loved.
I think that part of this is due to my very 1st church experience. While my parents are both Christian, we were never taken to church as children (due to a falling out with the Catholic Church and my family) My parents decided that religion was something that they would let me discover and learn about in my own way and in my own time, and I am very grateful for that. My first church experience was a Baptist one, I went with a girl in my class (She scared me into going, I think, when she told me I would go to hell for reading Harry Potter). The pastor teaching the Sunday school (I was 8) talked about how, if we listened to everything he said and taught, that God would save us from the lake of eternal fire in hell. I left, crying, and never went back. It would be another 5 years before I attended a church service again. I spent a few years going with my sister to a Methodist church on and off, but like I said, I never enjoyed it and I never felt any connection to it. I still prayed, and I still believed in God, but that is about it. I went to Church Camp for a few years, more for the "day care" aspect than the religion or church aspect. It was fine, though I felt pressured much of the time to believe in something I was not sure of.
I spent about a year of my life studying Wicca in middle school, I enjoyed the idea of believing in both God (There are Christian Wiccans I was taught) and Magic. I dated a Catholic boy in high school, and went to church with him a few times. Very uncomfortable, a bit too "pomp and circumstance" (no offense meant at all), for my taste (Love the current Pope though, what a nice guy).
After graduating high school I started to encounter actual conflicts with religion. This was right around the time when the LGBT movement was picking up. I have several LGBT friends and family, so I fully support them and their cause. That caused several rifts between myself and Christian family members and friends (Curse you social media). Of course, I was also being a rebellious, stupid college student, who was discovering her own political opinion and voice, which caused some issues. I didn't know when to shut up. I had a Catholic woman actually tell me that I (and my Catholic boyfriend who went to church WITH her) "Possessed the same Pride that caused Lucifer to fall from Heaven." That was about the time I converted to Agnosticism, shortly followed by Atheism. My boyfriend, the Catholic, also converted to Atheism. I feel like this was because of the backlash and the treatment we got for supporting the LGBT community.
Just under 2 years ago I began dating a Baptist man I worked with. He and I DID NOT get along in the beginning haha, not by a long shot. But somehow, we were able to form a relationship. He was very pushy, and we almost cut it off then and there. But then my little brother died, at the age of 17, from brain cancer. I watched my family fall apart, dropped out of college, and got my world destroyed. I gave a very lovely speech at his funeral about how Physics explains that a persons energy never dies. It moved several people (though the pastor was not too happy).
I've attended several church services with my Baptist boyfriend (though he and his grandparents go to a Presbyterian church, I'm not really sure what the difference is). I definitely did not (do not) care for this church. It just feels very, hostile. I don't know what it is, but I feel very uncomfortable there.
Over the last year I have stopped just not believing in God. I don't know why, maybe it was all of the coincidences I was seeing and feeling. Maybe it was just me letting go of the pain anti-LGBT activists inflicted on me. Maybe it was because I want so badly to believe in something magical and beautiful. But I am not a worshiper of God. I do not agree with many traditional Christian beliefs. I believe in Intelligent Design, not Creationism. I don't believe that people go to hell for loving someone of the same gender. I believe in being a good person because it's the right thing to do, not because of the consequences/rewards. All of these beliefs of mine cause some conflict between my boyfriend and I, but overall he is happy I'm no longer an Atheist (we plan to marry within the next 5 years).
I haven't attended a church service in months. I have no desire to be told about God or read to about the Bible. I feel like everything that is taught is just a way to control people (I'm sorry). I took a Philosophy of Religion course this past Spring Semester, thinking it would help me sort out my feelings on religion. It just made me more confused.
I feel like I would be happier if I were a more spiritual person. I feel like something vital is missing from my life. Maybe it's religion, maybe it's my brother. I don't know. All I know is that I don't feel right. I feel sick, broken, wrong, and tired. I want to believe in something more, but I just don't feel like I am capable. I fear I will slip back into Agnosticism, and in doing so I will lose the love of my life. He won't marry someone who isn't a Christian like him, it's against the teachings his grandparents have raised him on. And he absolutely will not allow us to raise any kids the way I was raised.
What can I do? Please, help me figure out something. Or...do you think I should just give up religion all together and let my boyfriend go so he can find someone better for him?
I'm sorry this was so long.