I want your perspective. Not something you've read or heard. Your perspective. Your experience.
I grew up in a mixed setting of Jewish/Muslim/Christian/Atheistic ideologies, although the place where I grew up had largely atheistic predisposition.
When I moved to the US as a young kid, I was introduced to Christianity through a school church,and Christian church curriculum, which was largely Calvinist when it comes to theology. Hence, the predestination works out through soft determinism, and we are merely playing out the plan of God for our life, but still responsible for our choices.
I've changed my view on that particular concept later during my college educational experience, but thus has been my bases. I didn't really believe in God initially, but given the reality of community that church would build in such environment, the concept of God was real as a cultural mindset that seemed to permeate everything, from the way people acted, to the way people related with each other, the way they treated Bible, etc, etc.
In such environment, the line between real and imaginary begins to blur, because we as a kids tend to develop certain expectations and cast these expectations on reality. Hence, being an academically-oriented student, I'd read the Bible cover to cover and try to absorb as much Christian theology as I could. Eventually, for me it became real, since I believed and interpreted everything as God working through my life. Every time I'd get some guilty feeling, I'd attribute it to the work of the Holy Spirit. Every time I'd glean something "theologically deep" I'd attribute it to Holy Spirit. Any time something would go my way or wouldn't go my way, I'd attribute it to God closing and opening doors. The language of the church would be conducive to such interpretation.
I got serious about my walk. Prayed a lot. Studied morning and evening. And asked to be Baptized. My pastor took Baptism concept fairly seriously. He explained the importance of it, along with importance of understanding what it meant. I first did a profession of faith and was Baptized.
I would do street evangelism. I would do mission trips and charity work. I'd see "miracles of God" in any coincidence that I would interpret as unlikely otherwise.
Hence, "God was leading me" to a Christian school to study theology to be a pastor, which I did. I double-majored, since I had other academic interests. I took fundamentalism seriously. I didn't date till I was a senior in college. I saw "God moving me" in all sorts of directions and doing all sorts of "amazing things". I discussed "relationship with God" with my study partners often and shared my own experiences that I found fitting and enlightening to other people. Overall, it was a good social experience.
But, the Junior year came, and we got to study textual criticism and in depth history of both OT and the NT (separate classes). I think that's when the breakdown began, since I generally was never invited to read the Bible from the objective POV of a skeptic. The supernatural veil of the Biblical narrative was virtually gone. I found out that OT narrative is very likely a composite work, although it was still said that God worked through such writers. The NT is even more problematic in a way that we arrived with it. Of course, it was likewise God's plan to make sure that the whole fullness of the story was expressed through various authors and scribes. These concepts never directly taught that "Bible is not what you think it is", but these would give the hint of scholarly perspective, and it was enough for me to investigate further.
Inerrancy of the the Bible is something that I really didn't question with my fundamentalist background, and that came crushing down fairly fast at the higher academic level. Hence, at that point, my Christianity devolved from "I know, because I've experienced" to "It's obviously a better way to live". When I've investigated further, it devolved from "It's obviously a better way to live" to "Well, no one is perfect, but that's why we need salvation to begin with. It's not about the grand works of faith, or betterment of society. It's about the relationship with God, and such relationship will set us on the right path eventually".
The irony is that eventually it became quite obvious that I've had conversations with myself. I merely told myself what I should and shouldn't do. I told myself my own fears, my own wishes... all while thinking I was speaking to God. Hence, when I no longer imagined that God was there, the question began to settle as to "how do I know He is there to begin with?". So, I ran back to hardcore apologetics. I've studied books. I debated atheists. And it made things worse. It exposed the problems. It exposed false assumptions. It did the opposite what I was trying to do.
Eventually, I saw that I have no clue at all, although I claimed to know. Hence, I pressed for some answers from my professors, and to my astonishment they would give me the "Well, if there is no God, you don't lose anything, and if there is ... then you gain everything" type of argument. I couldn't believe that any of them would resort to that.
Hence, I rethought what happened over the past 10 years, although I did hold on to pragmatic Christianity a bit longer, it simply didn't seem real anymore. It became even more obvious when I got out of the rigor of College Christianity and into the mediocrity of the church-based twice a week type of Christianity, which was a very different dynamics than my original church school.
Hence, it eventually killed any false perceptions that there's seemingly anything there that directs all of that mess and disaster, as most would claim to be the reality, when it clearly wasn't. People attributed all sorts of nonsense to God without thinking twice, and come to think of it... I remembered doing exactly the same thing. Hence it would seem to me that God was a mere projection of my own mindset at that time.
Once the faith/belief goggles were off, event took a more natural explanation and it didn't necessitate anything else. People prayed for recovery of church members, and only those who were likely to recover did. The only seeming promise of reality of God, was a promise of God coming back anytime now, and all the terrible things happening at "increasing rate" in the world indicate that it's anytime now

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The point being is that I've learned to approach these things with a more detached mindset, and when I did, there didn't see to be anything special about anything that was claimed. It all seemed ordinary, or even less than ordinary.
Hence, 5 year down the road, it brings me here to now. Where I'm still trying to see if there's any substance to these claims at all.