Fearless
26th April 2009, 09:10 PM
Hey all, thanks for having me...
I stumbled across this forum by accident to be honest but it is always something I have felt a need to explore.
I grew up with a father who would not have religion mentioned in the house and my mother who was sneaking out to find out which religion was for her... kind of confusing growing up but yeah I wasn't really overly influenced nor pressured either way thank goodness.
The first significant religious experience was in school (public) from memory we had what we referred to as R.E. (Religious Education) but I really can't say I got anything from it... but I recall in year 9 the school had a special day where we were all handed little red books with the new testiment... I was a little offended as I felt it was being pushed on me... out of interest I read some of it but again knew it wasn't something I connected with.
After my father died in 1999 my mother "found" religion (SDA) and although I now have my own firm views (being in my 30's now) I am happy for her if it makes her happy. But don't get me wrong we have had a number of arguments about it. The last thing I want is to have it shoved in my face and she knows now not to go there now.
Anything that happens in my life for succeeding in something to surviving a bad car accident a few years back and she says something like "well, you know I am praying for you" as if it was that which has seen my successes or saved me from failures. Which does insult me in a way. My step father is very much old and disabled and was an elder in the SDA church, it has been only just recently that I have made sure he had a will written to cover my mother who has given up so much for him, as he was of the belief that the end is nigh and a will is really not necessary... "god will sort it out" you know...
Don't get me wrong, i love my mother, she has been great to me in my life but yeah it is something I do struggle with from time to time. Fortunately I have a partner who shares my views even though she was educated in a religious catholic school, so she balances things out.
Anyway, I am rambling but I wanted to give a bit of history... I am not as much anti-religious as I am a realist. My name Fearless is more reflecting that I neither fear life nor death which seems to me to be the recruitment tool of the pushers. I just push back and live my life without fear.
If the end is near and I am wrong, then so be it. But hell I could be hit by a bus tomorrow so who's to say what I occupy my time and soul to than myself.
Thanks for reading.
I stumbled across this forum by accident to be honest but it is always something I have felt a need to explore.
I grew up with a father who would not have religion mentioned in the house and my mother who was sneaking out to find out which religion was for her... kind of confusing growing up but yeah I wasn't really overly influenced nor pressured either way thank goodness.
The first significant religious experience was in school (public) from memory we had what we referred to as R.E. (Religious Education) but I really can't say I got anything from it... but I recall in year 9 the school had a special day where we were all handed little red books with the new testiment... I was a little offended as I felt it was being pushed on me... out of interest I read some of it but again knew it wasn't something I connected with.
After my father died in 1999 my mother "found" religion (SDA) and although I now have my own firm views (being in my 30's now) I am happy for her if it makes her happy. But don't get me wrong we have had a number of arguments about it. The last thing I want is to have it shoved in my face and she knows now not to go there now.
Anything that happens in my life for succeeding in something to surviving a bad car accident a few years back and she says something like "well, you know I am praying for you" as if it was that which has seen my successes or saved me from failures. Which does insult me in a way. My step father is very much old and disabled and was an elder in the SDA church, it has been only just recently that I have made sure he had a will written to cover my mother who has given up so much for him, as he was of the belief that the end is nigh and a will is really not necessary... "god will sort it out" you know...
Don't get me wrong, i love my mother, she has been great to me in my life but yeah it is something I do struggle with from time to time. Fortunately I have a partner who shares my views even though she was educated in a religious catholic school, so she balances things out.
Anyway, I am rambling but I wanted to give a bit of history... I am not as much anti-religious as I am a realist. My name Fearless is more reflecting that I neither fear life nor death which seems to me to be the recruitment tool of the pushers. I just push back and live my life without fear.
If the end is near and I am wrong, then so be it. But hell I could be hit by a bus tomorrow so who's to say what I occupy my time and soul to than myself.
Thanks for reading.