I want to start out by saying that I don't want anyone to take offense to anything that I say. Any references to Christians that may be negative are simply my experience with MOST Christians and definitely not ALL. I know some wonderful, awesome Christians as well. They are not direct attacks towards Christianity or its followers, but rather the thoughts and beliefs that I am struggling with right now. Now that we have that out of the way:
This is my last attempt to reach out for help. I may be leaving the Christian faith. Although I do have a number of illnesses, this isn't a "poor me, God isn't helping me therefore he doesn't exist" type of thing. Before I used to be puzzled as to why someone wouldn't be a Christian. I figured it was the ultimate good and didn't understand why someone would gamble their soul and not accept Christ as their savior. As I have grown into adulthood, my faith has taken a nose dive. After I actually looked at my religion and the people around me, I decided that Christianity is definitely not the ultimate good.
I have been searching and searching for some sort of answer to make myself more sure of my faith. I have prayed extensively. In the end I have found a flawed book written and changed by flawed people, a schizophrenic God who can't make up his mind, hateful and bigoted conservative religious nutjobs, crazy airheaded liberal religious nutjobs, and more. I'd rather not get into what has convinced me of all of this, since I don't want to get carried away and start typing nasty things.
Christianity has done nothing but brought me suffering. Ever since my father became Christian, he has become strongly opinionated, judgmental, critical of my mother, spends little to no time at all with his family since he would rather be at church all the time, and worst of all, he always accuses my mom of not being "Biblical" enough and their marriage is falling apart at the seams.
My mother is more anxious than ever, is loathing the day that she will have to be alone with my dad again, and she struggles to be that perfect "Biblical" woman my father seems to desire. Meanwhile, she works full time only to come home to my grandparents who are ill and pretty much do nothing but watch TV and sleep all day. They always want her first just so they can "talk" to her. She's usually so busy dealing with them, that she can't give me the time of day until it's close to my bedtime.
Even worse though, is that I work for my church under my dad. You would think this would be awesome, but is so so not. My dad drives me crazy and often throws a disapproving look my way. I can't interact with any of my coworkers since I work in a cubicle. Even if I was in the main office with them, they would never talk to me because we have nothing in common.
Our pastor is practically worshipped. Everyone goes "That is a man that is truly touched by God." He has a pretty amazing story, yes. However, he has to have a group of security guys surround him because otherwise he will be mobbed by churchgoers and drunk people alike. To me, it seems as though the church has been worshipping its pastor and not God. Every service, I am more and more disgusted by his messages. I actually can't wait until I can quit this job once I start taking enough college classes. He preaches that all these good things will happen when accept Jesus into your heart and believe all of the supernatural stuff regarding his resurrection and ascent to Heaven. Ten years, three painful, rare diseases, and thousands of dollars in debt later...I'm still waiting for those good things.
I need help, encouraging words or someone to try and explain things to me in a way that will make sense. I don't want to be the heathen daughter of my parents. I don't want to be angry at God. I don't want to be looked down upon by others. I don't want my family to be torn apart by religion anymore. Most of all though, I don't want to be right about this.
This is my last attempt to reach out for help. I may be leaving the Christian faith. Although I do have a number of illnesses, this isn't a "poor me, God isn't helping me therefore he doesn't exist" type of thing. Before I used to be puzzled as to why someone wouldn't be a Christian. I figured it was the ultimate good and didn't understand why someone would gamble their soul and not accept Christ as their savior. As I have grown into adulthood, my faith has taken a nose dive. After I actually looked at my religion and the people around me, I decided that Christianity is definitely not the ultimate good.
I have been searching and searching for some sort of answer to make myself more sure of my faith. I have prayed extensively. In the end I have found a flawed book written and changed by flawed people, a schizophrenic God who can't make up his mind, hateful and bigoted conservative religious nutjobs, crazy airheaded liberal religious nutjobs, and more. I'd rather not get into what has convinced me of all of this, since I don't want to get carried away and start typing nasty things.
Christianity has done nothing but brought me suffering. Ever since my father became Christian, he has become strongly opinionated, judgmental, critical of my mother, spends little to no time at all with his family since he would rather be at church all the time, and worst of all, he always accuses my mom of not being "Biblical" enough and their marriage is falling apart at the seams.
My mother is more anxious than ever, is loathing the day that she will have to be alone with my dad again, and she struggles to be that perfect "Biblical" woman my father seems to desire. Meanwhile, she works full time only to come home to my grandparents who are ill and pretty much do nothing but watch TV and sleep all day. They always want her first just so they can "talk" to her. She's usually so busy dealing with them, that she can't give me the time of day until it's close to my bedtime.
Even worse though, is that I work for my church under my dad. You would think this would be awesome, but is so so not. My dad drives me crazy and often throws a disapproving look my way. I can't interact with any of my coworkers since I work in a cubicle. Even if I was in the main office with them, they would never talk to me because we have nothing in common.
Our pastor is practically worshipped. Everyone goes "That is a man that is truly touched by God." He has a pretty amazing story, yes. However, he has to have a group of security guys surround him because otherwise he will be mobbed by churchgoers and drunk people alike. To me, it seems as though the church has been worshipping its pastor and not God. Every service, I am more and more disgusted by his messages. I actually can't wait until I can quit this job once I start taking enough college classes. He preaches that all these good things will happen when accept Jesus into your heart and believe all of the supernatural stuff regarding his resurrection and ascent to Heaven. Ten years, three painful, rare diseases, and thousands of dollars in debt later...I'm still waiting for those good things.
I need help, encouraging words or someone to try and explain things to me in a way that will make sense. I don't want to be the heathen daughter of my parents. I don't want to be angry at God. I don't want to be looked down upon by others. I don't want my family to be torn apart by religion anymore. Most of all though, I don't want to be right about this.