Wile E. Coyote
Critical Thinker
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- Dec 26, 2002
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In reading the commentary this week I realized that my own conversion to atheism was not too dissimilar from the mother of two who wrote Randi a letter.
I was brought up as a Methodist in a family that went to church weekly, said grace at every dinner, and attended various religious retreats. I was very active in my church youth group as a teenager, and most of my friends were from that crew.
I always held very liberal views about God, sometimes enough to get me in trouble with some of the more fanatic church members, and I always left open the possiblity that God was unique for each person or that he simply did not exist.
It wasn't until I started reading some of the comments on this forum that I actually took the last leap to atheism. However, it took a lot of logic and a few sacrifices on my part to make that jump.
I am still adjusting to this liberating viewpoint. I still use God's name at times (such as "God d*mn it" or "Thank God"), and I feel wrong sitting at a dinner table and not saying thanks to someone who is not present. My wife is wary of my conversion, and my mother does not know for fear of what it would do to her.
Gradually, I am removing the unreal from my life, having had it built into me from the start. What are some of your experiences or obstacles with conversion?
I was brought up as a Methodist in a family that went to church weekly, said grace at every dinner, and attended various religious retreats. I was very active in my church youth group as a teenager, and most of my friends were from that crew.
I always held very liberal views about God, sometimes enough to get me in trouble with some of the more fanatic church members, and I always left open the possiblity that God was unique for each person or that he simply did not exist.
It wasn't until I started reading some of the comments on this forum that I actually took the last leap to atheism. However, it took a lot of logic and a few sacrifices on my part to make that jump.
I am still adjusting to this liberating viewpoint. I still use God's name at times (such as "God d*mn it" or "Thank God"), and I feel wrong sitting at a dinner table and not saying thanks to someone who is not present. My wife is wary of my conversion, and my mother does not know for fear of what it would do to her.
Gradually, I am removing the unreal from my life, having had it built into me from the start. What are some of your experiences or obstacles with conversion?