Hey Guys-
My name is Jasen. I'm 38 and living in a major european city, but orig. from the midwest Evangelical Bible belt.
I was raised in a prominent Evangelical family and immersed in that world almost completely until I was around 19. Sunday services, Christian private school, etc. the whole thing. Our church was/is known as a bastion of evangelical thought and my father worked professionally in a media ministry. Essentially, this means that I lived in an almost hermetic Evangelical bubble until High School. I was also bullied and verbally/psychologically abused by the students at the school for years, for no apparent reason other than I wasn't athletic and had dark, curly hair.
Despite the abuse, I was an excellent student and my parents decided to have me attend a local public school which was considered more suitable academically. I immediately immersed myself in this new environment and was determined to make a fresh start. I was placed in all honors classes and soon became fast friends with my fellow nerds. Freshman year was full of firsts: I became close friends with a brilliant muslim, a loud mouth lesbian, the pan-sexual theater kids, the fat nerds, etc. For the first time in my life I had a conversation with an african-american. To my surprise, no one made fun of me, tried to rob me, rape me, or blow me up. Who would have thought that these people were, in fact, people?
One Sunday, we had a "special talk for the boys" in youth group in which one of the group leaders, a young guy from a local christian college who we all looked up to, broke down sobbing in front of us, begging the group and God for a heinous sin. His crime? Masturbating to an elaborate fantasy of his "future wife" pleasuring him within the confines of holy matrimony. While listening to the sobs, I knew that this was not the world I wanted to live in. I love masturbating and always have. How could something so trivial render this guy, who we all looked up to, into a pathetic sobbing mess? I was thinking to myself, if he thinks that is bad, you don't want to know what's in my head... I resolved to find an exist strategy.
By the time I was 19, I was planning on leaving to live with a girlfriend. One night, I broke the news to my parents. I was no longer a christian, in fact, I hated their faith and was going to leave town and live with a girlfriend. They proceeded to cry and scream as I left the house and got in my girlfriends car. Then we drove off.
My parents didn't talk to me for about a year and a half. We eventually called a truce and I finished college, but not before meeting an amazing woman who would later become my wife. However, we rushed into marriage, largely to get my parents off our backs about "living in sin" or something along those lines. Our marriage made it through the next 9 years until it exploded for any number of reasons.
After that, I moved to europe and feell in with an amazing indian woman I met at a club. She showed me love and cariung at the absolute nadir of my life. We began living together and I've been enjoying going to her buddhist on occasion. We have a profound connection I've never felt before.
Sorry for the long intro, I'm, simply being fourthright. Here in europe, I spend my days working in as an automotive designer and at night I am usually in a club dancing to techno. Yes, we consume alcohol and drugs, our "sexualities" as I believe people call it, are generally fluid, as are our identities, etc. Its difficult to describe what we do there, but it seems as we have begun to develop our own culture, our own ethics, values, and forms of communication. Don't be a jerk, respect the people around you, and express yourself to the fullest are the only real "rules" we have in our world. If you aren't having fun, simply go home. I've seen things you wouldn't believe. I have seen the birth and death of universes. I've seen through the eyes of a salad fork. I've designed innumerable dreams and futures.
And you know what? I am truly happy. I am truly content. I'm not scared of death or the future because I've come to realize they they do not exist. Time is at best a sick joke. I've worked hard to free myself from the psycho-spiritual chains I inherited from my family and upbringing. Freedom is totally possible, if you want it. Who told you you were in prison? Turns out, the door to the prison cell has been unlocked the whole time and the guards have left. I have chosen to reject the illusion that I am the flawed creation of a capricious and immature, paternalistic "god" figure. I've come to realize that most of the christian narrative is essentially a long apology for abuse and intolerance. Its the kind of story an abusive father would telkl his children to justify his awful and insane behavior. "Daddy loves you so much, sometimes he loves you so much, he beats the s*hit out of you!" Is this really the world I want to live in? Absolutely not. Is this the world you want to live in? The extent to which we create own own realities that simply reflect our world views and values is astonishing.
So, I suppose, my question is, why is this "wrong"? If I choose a life oriented towards love, respect for others, abundance, creativity, empathy, kindness, etc. what kind of supposedly "loving god" woudl have a problem with that? I simply don't get this christian orldview anymore and I'm genuinely curious what people think.
My name is Jasen. I'm 38 and living in a major european city, but orig. from the midwest Evangelical Bible belt.
I was raised in a prominent Evangelical family and immersed in that world almost completely until I was around 19. Sunday services, Christian private school, etc. the whole thing. Our church was/is known as a bastion of evangelical thought and my father worked professionally in a media ministry. Essentially, this means that I lived in an almost hermetic Evangelical bubble until High School. I was also bullied and verbally/psychologically abused by the students at the school for years, for no apparent reason other than I wasn't athletic and had dark, curly hair.
Despite the abuse, I was an excellent student and my parents decided to have me attend a local public school which was considered more suitable academically. I immediately immersed myself in this new environment and was determined to make a fresh start. I was placed in all honors classes and soon became fast friends with my fellow nerds. Freshman year was full of firsts: I became close friends with a brilliant muslim, a loud mouth lesbian, the pan-sexual theater kids, the fat nerds, etc. For the first time in my life I had a conversation with an african-american. To my surprise, no one made fun of me, tried to rob me, rape me, or blow me up. Who would have thought that these people were, in fact, people?
One Sunday, we had a "special talk for the boys" in youth group in which one of the group leaders, a young guy from a local christian college who we all looked up to, broke down sobbing in front of us, begging the group and God for a heinous sin. His crime? Masturbating to an elaborate fantasy of his "future wife" pleasuring him within the confines of holy matrimony. While listening to the sobs, I knew that this was not the world I wanted to live in. I love masturbating and always have. How could something so trivial render this guy, who we all looked up to, into a pathetic sobbing mess? I was thinking to myself, if he thinks that is bad, you don't want to know what's in my head... I resolved to find an exist strategy.
By the time I was 19, I was planning on leaving to live with a girlfriend. One night, I broke the news to my parents. I was no longer a christian, in fact, I hated their faith and was going to leave town and live with a girlfriend. They proceeded to cry and scream as I left the house and got in my girlfriends car. Then we drove off.
My parents didn't talk to me for about a year and a half. We eventually called a truce and I finished college, but not before meeting an amazing woman who would later become my wife. However, we rushed into marriage, largely to get my parents off our backs about "living in sin" or something along those lines. Our marriage made it through the next 9 years until it exploded for any number of reasons.
After that, I moved to europe and feell in with an amazing indian woman I met at a club. She showed me love and cariung at the absolute nadir of my life. We began living together and I've been enjoying going to her buddhist on occasion. We have a profound connection I've never felt before.
Sorry for the long intro, I'm, simply being fourthright. Here in europe, I spend my days working in as an automotive designer and at night I am usually in a club dancing to techno. Yes, we consume alcohol and drugs, our "sexualities" as I believe people call it, are generally fluid, as are our identities, etc. Its difficult to describe what we do there, but it seems as we have begun to develop our own culture, our own ethics, values, and forms of communication. Don't be a jerk, respect the people around you, and express yourself to the fullest are the only real "rules" we have in our world. If you aren't having fun, simply go home. I've seen things you wouldn't believe. I have seen the birth and death of universes. I've seen through the eyes of a salad fork. I've designed innumerable dreams and futures.
And you know what? I am truly happy. I am truly content. I'm not scared of death or the future because I've come to realize they they do not exist. Time is at best a sick joke. I've worked hard to free myself from the psycho-spiritual chains I inherited from my family and upbringing. Freedom is totally possible, if you want it. Who told you you were in prison? Turns out, the door to the prison cell has been unlocked the whole time and the guards have left. I have chosen to reject the illusion that I am the flawed creation of a capricious and immature, paternalistic "god" figure. I've come to realize that most of the christian narrative is essentially a long apology for abuse and intolerance. Its the kind of story an abusive father would telkl his children to justify his awful and insane behavior. "Daddy loves you so much, sometimes he loves you so much, he beats the s*hit out of you!" Is this really the world I want to live in? Absolutely not. Is this the world you want to live in? The extent to which we create own own realities that simply reflect our world views and values is astonishing.
So, I suppose, my question is, why is this "wrong"? If I choose a life oriented towards love, respect for others, abundance, creativity, empathy, kindness, etc. what kind of supposedly "loving god" woudl have a problem with that? I simply don't get this christian orldview anymore and I'm genuinely curious what people think.