hey everyone, dunnos if this is the right area to post this but if it needs to be moved okay 
Also i truly don't mean to offend anyone by any of this, i am jsut trying o be honest so that way i can understand this all a bit better, rather than trying to see the image from behind a foggy curtain
So here's a little of my background...
I did not grow up religious, I think i was taken to church once when i was around 4-5 by my babysitter, and I guess it was one of the smaller denominations (don't remember what it was called) but the experience left me with nightmares and I never cared to go back since. My father was raised Christian but also was more of the philosophical hippie type, my step-mother was raised Catholic but got into metaphysical things (she had statues of Jesus, and angels, and mother mary, as well as Buddha, Ganesh, Kuan yin, etc...) so i grew up in a fairly "open-minded" household. I don't say open-minded to be offensive to any one on here, just open minded in the sense that they were open to different beliefs and faiths and stuff like that. I grew up having a strange set of beliefs, i called what i guess would be considered God "the universe, or spirit", and felt like i connected with that "universe, spirit" when i was out in nature or did divination-type stuff. I grew up having fairly pagan beliefs in that i felt nature was a living creature and animals have a sense of self, even if non-understandable from human perspective. I didn't really pray to any particular thing just "spirit" and it was less like prayer and more like letting its peace inside me and communing with it. I was taught that everyone was entitled to their own beliefs and that it is okay, everyone needs their own truth to make sense of the world, and i was in no position to judge another for their beliefs, cause the only one that really mattered to me was my own.
Anywhoooo
so I met my "boyfriend" in 2007. I didn't really realize that he was religious till a few a months into the relationship, and by then I was already completely hooked on him and was living with him. And then it came out that he was the son of a pentecostal preacher, and even if he didn't express his beliefs to the general public, they were definitely residing inside him. I was perfectly fine with this, in fact i was happy that he believed in something outside of himself and had faith in a higher "being". However, this sentiment was not reciprocated, which i understand because my way of believing goes directly against his in his world. So that became a big rift between us that wasn't spoken often about. Basically, I could not put myself in his shoes as hard as i tried, and he definitely could not see from my perspective either.
In the 6 years that i lived with him i only met his dad twice, he didn't really want to take me around his family because they were super religious and he knew that i would not be accepted, and so he was also hesitant about the future of "us" unless i converted, though he did not want to let me go either. I felt like i was being hidden and not ever good enough, but i loved him and i stayed, until he told me that he didn't know if he marry me (which i wanted so that way at least he could tell his dad we lived together) because he didn't want to get divorced and he knew that would have to happen eventually unless i converted. I then started thinking about how i don't think i could let my future children be brought up in a religious atmosphere, especially one i didn't believe in. and i didn't want to confuse them by being taught one thing and me saying another. and i didnt want to go to a church that i didn't believe in because i felt it was unfair to those who actually believed.
anywho,
so April 2013 we finally separated, at the worst time for him possible, when his father got put on suicide watch... I don't know if i can ever forgive myself for leaving him at that time, but i had been trying to leave for months before that (i felt like a ghost in a shell)... We separated and didn't speak to each other till about February of this year and have started seeing each other again. However, religion has started to come to the forefront again... and he is afraid of us becoming what we were... and i know that i have to make a commitment to his religion in order for us to be together.
so this is where i am now. I got recommended to her by someone from another forum, and i guess im jsut searching for some insight.
Its not that i don't believe in God, but I have a hard time accepting the biblical image of God. The more i think about it, i think im just scared of the commitment of choosing ONE (version, how i have usually seen it) God. I am going to try to read the Bible and see if i can somehow find where the beliefs are similar and try to see how i can merge my beliefs into the stuff that's in the bible. i'm just at a point where i'm kind of stuck though... I want to remain true to myself, i don't want to convert just for him, if i do i truly want to believe with all my heart, but i get scared i guess or stubborn or defiant or whatever... i have a hard time following what other people tell me to do, so its hard for me to follow what someone tells me to believe. I have thought about changing my label "spirit, universe" to God in my mind and maybe that will help... i truly admire a lot of Christians, and i know that i can't judge the religion/faith on a few Christians that might have become "corrupted" in my eyes, because that happens with just about nearly everything.
I just feel it is really important to be as honest as i possibly can. I love this man and i know that I would like to marry him and have his children, but this part if the prerequisite. he doesn't approve of my divination with tarot either because he says evil spirits live in the deck, so i have a question for any Pentecostals.... would an Oracle deck be okay? Like an angel oracle deck or something? I am willing to make the compromise on it, but i have to admit i do find a lot of guidance from my cards and i don't know if i can give them up, but i am willing to find an alternate version of them...
i don't know, i am very confused, and i am trying to get past all the barriers and biases built up in my mind and look at Christianity with an unbiased perspective so that i can be an empty cup waiting to be filled, but it is hard for me...
so i wondered if anyone had any advice maybe? or if this doesn't make any sense let me know please...
thank you all for reading my stream of thoughts which i am sure will turn out ridiculously long
Also i truly don't mean to offend anyone by any of this, i am jsut trying o be honest so that way i can understand this all a bit better, rather than trying to see the image from behind a foggy curtain
So here's a little of my background...
I did not grow up religious, I think i was taken to church once when i was around 4-5 by my babysitter, and I guess it was one of the smaller denominations (don't remember what it was called) but the experience left me with nightmares and I never cared to go back since. My father was raised Christian but also was more of the philosophical hippie type, my step-mother was raised Catholic but got into metaphysical things (she had statues of Jesus, and angels, and mother mary, as well as Buddha, Ganesh, Kuan yin, etc...) so i grew up in a fairly "open-minded" household. I don't say open-minded to be offensive to any one on here, just open minded in the sense that they were open to different beliefs and faiths and stuff like that. I grew up having a strange set of beliefs, i called what i guess would be considered God "the universe, or spirit", and felt like i connected with that "universe, spirit" when i was out in nature or did divination-type stuff. I grew up having fairly pagan beliefs in that i felt nature was a living creature and animals have a sense of self, even if non-understandable from human perspective. I didn't really pray to any particular thing just "spirit" and it was less like prayer and more like letting its peace inside me and communing with it. I was taught that everyone was entitled to their own beliefs and that it is okay, everyone needs their own truth to make sense of the world, and i was in no position to judge another for their beliefs, cause the only one that really mattered to me was my own.
Anywhoooo
so I met my "boyfriend" in 2007. I didn't really realize that he was religious till a few a months into the relationship, and by then I was already completely hooked on him and was living with him. And then it came out that he was the son of a pentecostal preacher, and even if he didn't express his beliefs to the general public, they were definitely residing inside him. I was perfectly fine with this, in fact i was happy that he believed in something outside of himself and had faith in a higher "being". However, this sentiment was not reciprocated, which i understand because my way of believing goes directly against his in his world. So that became a big rift between us that wasn't spoken often about. Basically, I could not put myself in his shoes as hard as i tried, and he definitely could not see from my perspective either.
In the 6 years that i lived with him i only met his dad twice, he didn't really want to take me around his family because they were super religious and he knew that i would not be accepted, and so he was also hesitant about the future of "us" unless i converted, though he did not want to let me go either. I felt like i was being hidden and not ever good enough, but i loved him and i stayed, until he told me that he didn't know if he marry me (which i wanted so that way at least he could tell his dad we lived together) because he didn't want to get divorced and he knew that would have to happen eventually unless i converted. I then started thinking about how i don't think i could let my future children be brought up in a religious atmosphere, especially one i didn't believe in. and i didn't want to confuse them by being taught one thing and me saying another. and i didnt want to go to a church that i didn't believe in because i felt it was unfair to those who actually believed.
anywho,
so April 2013 we finally separated, at the worst time for him possible, when his father got put on suicide watch... I don't know if i can ever forgive myself for leaving him at that time, but i had been trying to leave for months before that (i felt like a ghost in a shell)... We separated and didn't speak to each other till about February of this year and have started seeing each other again. However, religion has started to come to the forefront again... and he is afraid of us becoming what we were... and i know that i have to make a commitment to his religion in order for us to be together.
so this is where i am now. I got recommended to her by someone from another forum, and i guess im jsut searching for some insight.
Its not that i don't believe in God, but I have a hard time accepting the biblical image of God. The more i think about it, i think im just scared of the commitment of choosing ONE (version, how i have usually seen it) God. I am going to try to read the Bible and see if i can somehow find where the beliefs are similar and try to see how i can merge my beliefs into the stuff that's in the bible. i'm just at a point where i'm kind of stuck though... I want to remain true to myself, i don't want to convert just for him, if i do i truly want to believe with all my heart, but i get scared i guess or stubborn or defiant or whatever... i have a hard time following what other people tell me to do, so its hard for me to follow what someone tells me to believe. I have thought about changing my label "spirit, universe" to God in my mind and maybe that will help... i truly admire a lot of Christians, and i know that i can't judge the religion/faith on a few Christians that might have become "corrupted" in my eyes, because that happens with just about nearly everything.
I just feel it is really important to be as honest as i possibly can. I love this man and i know that I would like to marry him and have his children, but this part if the prerequisite. he doesn't approve of my divination with tarot either because he says evil spirits live in the deck, so i have a question for any Pentecostals.... would an Oracle deck be okay? Like an angel oracle deck or something? I am willing to make the compromise on it, but i have to admit i do find a lot of guidance from my cards and i don't know if i can give them up, but i am willing to find an alternate version of them...
i don't know, i am very confused, and i am trying to get past all the barriers and biases built up in my mind and look at Christianity with an unbiased perspective so that i can be an empty cup waiting to be filled, but it is hard for me...
so i wondered if anyone had any advice maybe? or if this doesn't make any sense let me know please...
thank you all for reading my stream of thoughts which i am sure will turn out ridiculously long