God, Christianity and I
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The closest I ever got to Christianity was at a very young age when I would follow my Dad to a church. He would go for the mass while I would attend the children classes where the teachers will tell stories of the bible that appealed better to children and the public. I don’t know why Dad stopped going to the Church after some time but I stopped going as well because of that and maybe it’s why I became a happier kid as I could spend the weekend mornings watching cartoons on TV instead.
At that point in time, God played a role in life; like those times when I prayed that my Mum would get me the toy that I was eyeing at and also the time when I prayed that she wouldn’t find out that I failed my Chinese test.
She did find out eventually of course.
I love reading books and I came across a bible lying in one of my house’s cupboards when I was around 12 years of age. Out of curiosity, I read the bible from start to end and instead of enforcing the belief of God in my faith, I started to believe that it’s all fiction. Interesting isn’t it? As I think back into the thought process and life experience that I had back then, I begin to wonder if the books I’ve read prior to the bible were the cause of my detachment with faith.
I read up to 6 books a week back then and amongst the books of fiction like Greek folklore and princesses in distress, I had a great interest in science like astrology, physics and dinosaurs. I think the knowledge from such books gave me a good perception of what’s fact or fiction and build my interest in science over faith. So as I flipped though the pages in the bible, I had the same feeling I get when I pick up a book of fiction. Adam and Eve; their children living to hundreds of years; their children, having children, children and more children; and the sort of stories that fit very nicely into tales of the incredulous or such.
I begun to question the existence of God and I tried to look for his role/presence in the living world as I see it and found nothing. As science improved by leaps and bounds and explained more about the wonders of the universe, the smaller the credit I give to a ‘higher being’ that gives life.
As I mature in my years, I do start to be more encompassing in the fact that everyone has their beliefs and faith in a religion like Christianity does more good than bad usually. I do not deny God’s existence anymore but more then ever, I question the legacy and teachings he supposedly left behind and scoff at the ways that his children act in his stead, like the recent AWARE issues.
If you ask me about God and my take on him and Christianity, my answer would be that he could very well exist but I choose to question his existence till the day I meet him or truly feel his existence. I hate the fact that non-believers go to hell (if it ever exists). If I do ever meet God, I hope I can have a lengthy discussion on the criteria for entry into the gates of heaven (if it ever exists) and other questions about life.
And I’ll tell him to set up a blog and a Twitter account so that he’ll reach out better to the youngsters.
