The 1-2-3 Killam
Mid-Card Championship Winner
As the old saying goes, the two things you never talk about around the dinner table are religion and politics. I'm throwing politics out the window here, because I'm just worn out. It's an election season, and everyone seems to get really opinionated around this time; it's not something I want to get into.
However, I feel like you can't really know somebody until you discover what they have faith in. Be it a Judaic God, the Holy Roman Empire, some gold tablets in up-state New York, or a night with a fresh roll and an 1/5 of Jack. Where do our morals come from? Is it an ancient stone tablet brought down from a mountain in the Middle East, or are they inherent in our understanding, evolving with our concept of social norm?
I know this isn't going to attract many people, because many just don't, and won't talk about it. It's not easy to put your own faith under a microscope, let alone throw in the hands of people you barely know and hope you come out the other side intact. I'm just really curious as to what some of you believe. What are you religions? Why do you believe them what you believe? Is there any chance - and there always is, you just need to be able to admit it - that what we believe could be wrong?
I don't want to share too much about myself, because I'm hoping it will come out with discussion, but I'll put the necessary junk out there.
My uncle is an Assemblies of God pastor, as is his brother and several other members of my distant family. I was born into a family that goes to church every Sunday, believes in God, and attempt to live a "morally superior and upright" lifestyle. A lot of that changed as we all got older; my parents stopped going to church when my younger brothers were born, because it got more difficult to get four boys ready in the morning. That and there was some inappropriate stuff going on that I'm not comfortable sharing. Suffice it to say it was an emotional strain on my parents, and one that I believe has caused them to still not return to church to this day.
I got older and started to go to and AoG church with my grandparents. I went to the youth groups, went on all the retreats, and even played in the worship band. Of course, I was still having sex and partying several nights of week, but that's how the dual-life of most high school Christians goes. After I realized I didn't like the Pentacostal realm of Christianity, and had some issues with their theology, I started going to a Free Methodist church and helping out as a leader in their (much smaller) youth group. After I graduated high school I worked part-time in a few churches, doing a lot of work for a lot of different people. I just wanted to be active, and I wanted to help teenagers through what can be a really difficult time in life.
After floundering for a few years, I went to a private Free Methodist college in central Michigan for 3 semesters. I paid a shit ton of money to go into ministry, and then I dropped out. At that point it wasn't because of doubt, it was simply money and a desire to explore other options. It was during this period that I started writing every single day. I soon realized that's what I wanted to do, and I'm still writing 4-5 hours every single day. I don't go to church, and I have no desire to. In the last year I've really taken a hard look and asked myself this fundemental question:
Do I really believe in God, or did I just assume I did because it was how I was raised?
I think it's extremely important to ask yourself if you truly believe in whatever you believe, and then ask another question: Why?
I'm not near bold enough to come and say that I'm an agnostic at that point, but that's what I find myself identifying as more often than not. I think I have a lot of emotion tied to "God" and Christianity, but "in my heart" I don't truly believe in God. And even if I did, even if I truly believed that the Christian God was real, I have so many issues with modern theology it's not even funny. Today's Christians upset me more than anything. Nobody knows why the believe what they believe, or knows the history behind any of their dogma or Church doctrine. They'll say things like "this is the real science behind my faith" to try and sound smart about it - and they really do think they are - but there's 10 ways to come back and say "real science disproved this 100 years ago", or "that passage in English has been poorly translated, here's what you really SHOULD believe..." You do a couple years of theology course work, and it'll blow your mind how ignorant the church-going population is today. What's worse is that pastors know it, and continue spreading the dogma of their particular brand of ignorance.
Anyways, I didn't want to get too far into it. I'm just hoping for some good discussion, and to hopefully get to know some of you with the guts to talk on a fairly taboo subject. I'll try to be upfront and honest and admit when I don't know something, and all I ask is you do the same.
However, I feel like you can't really know somebody until you discover what they have faith in. Be it a Judaic God, the Holy Roman Empire, some gold tablets in up-state New York, or a night with a fresh roll and an 1/5 of Jack. Where do our morals come from? Is it an ancient stone tablet brought down from a mountain in the Middle East, or are they inherent in our understanding, evolving with our concept of social norm?
I know this isn't going to attract many people, because many just don't, and won't talk about it. It's not easy to put your own faith under a microscope, let alone throw in the hands of people you barely know and hope you come out the other side intact. I'm just really curious as to what some of you believe. What are you religions? Why do you believe them what you believe? Is there any chance - and there always is, you just need to be able to admit it - that what we believe could be wrong?
I don't want to share too much about myself, because I'm hoping it will come out with discussion, but I'll put the necessary junk out there.
My uncle is an Assemblies of God pastor, as is his brother and several other members of my distant family. I was born into a family that goes to church every Sunday, believes in God, and attempt to live a "morally superior and upright" lifestyle. A lot of that changed as we all got older; my parents stopped going to church when my younger brothers were born, because it got more difficult to get four boys ready in the morning. That and there was some inappropriate stuff going on that I'm not comfortable sharing. Suffice it to say it was an emotional strain on my parents, and one that I believe has caused them to still not return to church to this day.
I got older and started to go to and AoG church with my grandparents. I went to the youth groups, went on all the retreats, and even played in the worship band. Of course, I was still having sex and partying several nights of week, but that's how the dual-life of most high school Christians goes. After I realized I didn't like the Pentacostal realm of Christianity, and had some issues with their theology, I started going to a Free Methodist church and helping out as a leader in their (much smaller) youth group. After I graduated high school I worked part-time in a few churches, doing a lot of work for a lot of different people. I just wanted to be active, and I wanted to help teenagers through what can be a really difficult time in life.
After floundering for a few years, I went to a private Free Methodist college in central Michigan for 3 semesters. I paid a shit ton of money to go into ministry, and then I dropped out. At that point it wasn't because of doubt, it was simply money and a desire to explore other options. It was during this period that I started writing every single day. I soon realized that's what I wanted to do, and I'm still writing 4-5 hours every single day. I don't go to church, and I have no desire to. In the last year I've really taken a hard look and asked myself this fundemental question:
Do I really believe in God, or did I just assume I did because it was how I was raised?
I think it's extremely important to ask yourself if you truly believe in whatever you believe, and then ask another question: Why?
I'm not near bold enough to come and say that I'm an agnostic at that point, but that's what I find myself identifying as more often than not. I think I have a lot of emotion tied to "God" and Christianity, but "in my heart" I don't truly believe in God. And even if I did, even if I truly believed that the Christian God was real, I have so many issues with modern theology it's not even funny. Today's Christians upset me more than anything. Nobody knows why the believe what they believe, or knows the history behind any of their dogma or Church doctrine. They'll say things like "this is the real science behind my faith" to try and sound smart about it - and they really do think they are - but there's 10 ways to come back and say "real science disproved this 100 years ago", or "that passage in English has been poorly translated, here's what you really SHOULD believe..." You do a couple years of theology course work, and it'll blow your mind how ignorant the church-going population is today. What's worse is that pastors know it, and continue spreading the dogma of their particular brand of ignorance.
Anyways, I didn't want to get too far into it. I'm just hoping for some good discussion, and to hopefully get to know some of you with the guts to talk on a fairly taboo subject. I'll try to be upfront and honest and admit when I don't know something, and all I ask is you do the same.