When my best friend died in January I clung to God like I had never clung to God before. I honestly felt I had that "God-shaped" vacuum in my heart that you speak of. My attitude changed so much that my friends and family immediately noticed, and were rather surprised to hear me talking about God in such a worshipful way.
When I started on R&S, it was to find answers to some of my questions about Christianity so that I might reinforce my belief.
Instead, I found so many contradictions that it is impossible for me to continue to believe.
I really wanted to be a believer.
I am not a believer anymore.
And, to beat it all, I lead a generally happy life.
I really think, looking back, that I felt "God's presence" because I was so distraught over Chelsa dying that I just wanted something, anything to get me through it. Religion worked as a drug for me during that trying time in my life.
Your thoughts?
2007-09-24
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Linz ♥ VT
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