To what extent was your religious upbringing?

Question

Religion wasn't crammed down my throat. Don't assume that every theist was just raised with religion all their life. sometimes it comes their belief comes later in life. So what was the extent of your religious upbringing? Is it a factor in your belief or lack of belief.

Here's some scenarios;
1. I was forced to go everyday, pray everyday, and religion was crammed up my butt everyday
2. Never was mentioned or talked about
3. We went sometimes
4. My parents went, but I wasn't required to go
5. I was exposed to a various kinds of religion.

I guess I should add in a

6. I had to go with them to church, only because I was a kid. When I was there I didn't have to participate and I was allowed to play in the lobby, read a book, or play a game quietly.

Answer 1

Well, my parents went to different churches - both were protestant but my father was a methodist and my mother, at the time, a baptist (presbyterian now). So, I was raised with a baptist upbringing. My mother made me go to church and Sunday school unless I was ill, I had to be in the youth group. When my brother and mother accepted the christian deity as the one true deity (this church didn't touch the new testament) I refused. A few years later, at age 12 I walked out during the middle of my own baptism and three years after that walked out of christianity completely.

It wasn't the factor, the factor was that deep down I just never believed in what was being dished out to me. I tried to make other beliefs fit me - I was a pagan for awhile before becoming agnostic and now an atheist which is where I really was all along; I just would never admit.

Answer 2

5. I was exposed to various kinds of religion.
Religion was never forced down my throat either, and I was never stopped from going to services with friends no matter what was being taught.
That open mindedness in the household is probably why I find myself questioning many aspects of organized religion.
I choose to believe only because the alternative is depressing. I want to believe there is a reason I am here, that there is a higher power, and a meaning behind all of this.

Answer 3

My religion is also my culture. I was never forced to participate in Dances or Prayers or even sweat lodges. I was allowed to participate as much or as little as I chose. I was exposed to many religions other than my own and encouraged to learn about them.

My husband had the very opposite. He was forced to go to Church Sunday, Monday and twice on Wednesday. He had to go to all church functions and was not excused from any church related events. I suppose that is why he does not go to church at all now. I suppose if religion is force fed to a person as soon as they have a say so they tend to go away from what was forced on them.

Answer 4

We were brought up Catholic, had to say prayers every morning and night and before dinner. We went to church every sunday and on all other Catholic occasions in the calander. Until we were 16 where my mother said we can do what ew want. We all stopped going! i think we were 'forced' to go and it was always feeling like a chore rather than pleasure. I think we have all found our way back to catholicism but in our own way. My sister is the only one to go to church but we are all still proud of religion. I think it is the same for a lot of people i know.

Answer 5

It relies upon what type of religious upbringing. If it quite is an upbringing the place the mummy and dad do no longer enable any sort of advice approximately the different ideals to circulate into their youngster's ideas (bear in ideas this could additionally ensue with atheism too) then it quite is basically brainwashing. even with the undeniable fact that, if a pair of mom and dad have religious ideals, they are going to prefer to proportion their faith with their babies simply by fact they have self assurance it quite is the main suitable for them. It does no longer advise that the mummy and dad tension them to have self assurance it, even with the undeniable fact that the youngsters would be inspired to pursue the religion of their mom and dad, you may't substitute that. Even a newborn with atheist mom and dad would be inspired to have self assurance that there's no God - it quite is in basic terms parenting nature. you want your newborn to appreciate the actuality, and quite generally subjective while it includes religious theory: You as a parent will desire them to have self assurance what you do. i became observed in a Christian kinfolk, and that i will say with a splash bit success that besides the actuality that I quite have been inspired to stick to Christ by ability of my mom and dad, ultimately they have left the determination as much as me, and function under no circumstances stopped me from asking questions approximately different ideals, or asking approximately some obvious contradictions of their ideals. i desperate while i became approximately 13/14 to strengthen right into a Christian, simply by fact i've got self assurance that Christ is the way, the actuality and the life, and that i got here to that determination in basic terms by ability of myself.

Answer 6

My mother took me to the Christian Church, Disciples of Christ every Sunday. We went to Sunday School as well as Church. She never told me what to believe.

At Church and Sunday School I was taught to learn about God from the Bible stressing the Ten Commandments. At ten I chose to be baptized.

At fifteen I chose to stop going to Church. My mother didn't stop me.

Yours in Christ Jesus

Answer 7

Mostly #1, but I asked embarrassing questions.... Like "Who did Adam and Eve's kids marry??" I spent a lot of time in the back room waiting for the priest to come talk to me. I rarely got answers to my questions. I got a lot of loud lectures about how I should not question authority. To this day, I still question authority, but usually not where they can hear me.

Answer 8

I was an extreme 1, until I saw the light, that is Atheism.

Answer 9

When I started questioning nuns when I was 10. I'd ask a question, they'd slap me. They were so loving.

Answer 10

My father was a Unitarian and my mother was a Catholic. They were (obviously) liberal. They're both in hell now and I thank God everyday that he helped me to not be foolish heathens like they were.