Hello there,
My father is a christian, he believe deeply in the bible, my mother also consider herself a christian but she's not as much as my father ''into it'' She doesnt believe in the church(that's what she said, not sure what exactly that implicate) and I'm pretty sure she doesnt agree with everything the bible say(Other than church's stuff). She believe in Jesus, god and some of the bible's teaching.
On the other hand, I am not quite sure there is a god, how could I be? I was just put there on the earth with no knowledge at all. They told me there was a god, but they also told be there was a santa clause.
What I mean is that... I cant be sure. Santa is bad example but I heard differents point of views, different beliefs. I cannot know what is true and what is not, but I am not closed to anything. Chosing a faith, to me, seem
like closing my mind on new idears, others possibility.
But I do believe in love and respect. My father always told me that if I believe in good, I partially believe in god, because that's what he is... partially, at least.
But he still claim that I am a lost soul, that's how he call it and it frustate me a little. The way he speak, is as if he know, but how could he? He's no different than me. I know he's older and more experienced with life
but still... Older people have a lot to teach us but they also can learn from us. He doesnt need to agree with my beliefs, but he could at least respect it as I respect his.
For a while, that's how I've seen christian people. Closed on other's idears and so sure about theirs. Now I realised that this isnt always the case. But I also realised that I truly am a lost soul. As I adopted all theses idears, I lost track of myself, of who I trully am. Am I good or evil? If christianity is the answer, the only truth or at least, in the majority of it's content, I am trully an impure, evil person.
But... I can't help it. It's who I am. If I chose not to be, simply because I don't want to go to hell, isn't just as much hypocrite? Or can I really change who I am because of my love for someone? In this case, god. Because at the end... I will still be the same person, I will just be hiding behind something, lying to god by hiding my true face.
On the other hand, I feel very impure, troubled by one of my ''problem''. I dont know if it's because I was raised as a christian (even if I chose not to be there's a part of me, as small as it may be, that still is partially.) or if it's like a war inside of me, the good trying to fight my own evilness away... or maybe something else. I don't know anymore if I should try to fight or accept it. I don't even know if I can become something else and not just be hiding behind a wall, cuz that's not what I want. I don't know if I should talk about my problem here, a part of me want to talk about it, but another is really ashamed. There is some moment where I feel proud of it, or maybe I just think so, because I still cant talk about it, I kept it a secret from everyone, no matter how I felt about it. I am stuck between two extremity: pride or shame, acceptance or rejection? I dont know wich one to chose. I am confused.
 
Have a nice day.
My father is a christian, he believe deeply in the bible, my mother also consider herself a christian but she's not as much as my father ''into it'' She doesnt believe in the church(that's what she said, not sure what exactly that implicate) and I'm pretty sure she doesnt agree with everything the bible say(Other than church's stuff). She believe in Jesus, god and some of the bible's teaching.
On the other hand, I am not quite sure there is a god, how could I be? I was just put there on the earth with no knowledge at all. They told me there was a god, but they also told be there was a santa clause.
What I mean is that... I cant be sure. Santa is bad example but I heard differents point of views, different beliefs. I cannot know what is true and what is not, but I am not closed to anything. Chosing a faith, to me, seem
like closing my mind on new idears, others possibility.
But I do believe in love and respect. My father always told me that if I believe in good, I partially believe in god, because that's what he is... partially, at least.
But he still claim that I am a lost soul, that's how he call it and it frustate me a little. The way he speak, is as if he know, but how could he? He's no different than me. I know he's older and more experienced with life
but still... Older people have a lot to teach us but they also can learn from us. He doesnt need to agree with my beliefs, but he could at least respect it as I respect his.
For a while, that's how I've seen christian people. Closed on other's idears and so sure about theirs. Now I realised that this isnt always the case. But I also realised that I truly am a lost soul. As I adopted all theses idears, I lost track of myself, of who I trully am. Am I good or evil? If christianity is the answer, the only truth or at least, in the majority of it's content, I am trully an impure, evil person.
But... I can't help it. It's who I am. If I chose not to be, simply because I don't want to go to hell, isn't just as much hypocrite? Or can I really change who I am because of my love for someone? In this case, god. Because at the end... I will still be the same person, I will just be hiding behind something, lying to god by hiding my true face.
On the other hand, I feel very impure, troubled by one of my ''problem''. I dont know if it's because I was raised as a christian (even if I chose not to be there's a part of me, as small as it may be, that still is partially.) or if it's like a war inside of me, the good trying to fight my own evilness away... or maybe something else. I don't know anymore if I should try to fight or accept it. I don't even know if I can become something else and not just be hiding behind a wall, cuz that's not what I want. I don't know if I should talk about my problem here, a part of me want to talk about it, but another is really ashamed. There is some moment where I feel proud of it, or maybe I just think so, because I still cant talk about it, I kept it a secret from everyone, no matter how I felt about it. I am stuck between two extremity: pride or shame, acceptance or rejection? I dont know wich one to chose. I am confused.
 
Have a nice day.