How religious are *you* and how did you get there?

[TheIronRuler]

In religous texts of Judaism it was written that your ancestors had to kill people. It's not written anywhere that the reader has to. :|

You have to kill every man, woman and child of the tribe of Amalech wherever you saw it.

[Turtlicious]

You already do.

Of course the big difference is that in both Communism & Socialism, it isnt written anywhere that you have to kill people. In religious texts on the other hand...

In religous texts of Judaism it was written that your ancestors had to kill people. It's not written anywhere that the reader has to. :|

Guys, this is against the rules of the thread, no debating here. Let people have they're shitty opinions.

[Elendra]

Guys, this is against the rules of the thread, no debating here. Let people have they're shitty opinions.

Indeed. If you want to debate, make a new thread.

[happyhobo2000]

I voted 7.

I believe in god firmly, but I won't allow it to control my life.

I believe a good way to live life to the fullest without going to hell is simply not being an ass. Donate a little. Help people out in the grocery line. Stuff like that.

[Hagazussa]

I consider myself to be very religious. I pray daily and my lifestyle and would view is based on my religion. I consider my religion and spirituality to be a part of everything I am or do. I choose 9 on your poll. I can not imagine myself not being religious but I definitely understand how others are not.

[WereCat]

I cannot exactly rate my religion, but I am Catholic. Though I'm not the kind of zealot sheep who does things in the name of God such as the Westboro Baptist Church. On the contrary, I'm for several rights, including LGBT. I'm not the kind of Catholic who shoves beliefs down one's throat either. But I kind of get tired of hearing people call me an idiot because of my beliefs. Just as I'm tired of blind followers of the path slandering people who "go against their ways" such as athiests and homosexuals. In fact, I believe in God but not exactly the Bible. The Bible was written by several disciples over a century who might have snuck in their own beliefs. So, basically, its fanfiction in some way I see it. Even then, there's several copies manufactured even though the real deal has been mistranslated, including to people who say Jesus claimed that homosexuality was a sin, even though he didn't.

Truthfully, I think there's something more to why we're here. Something that does involve God, but has some sort of deep history that even the most brilliant minds couldn't solve. You had to be from that time in order to get it, but even then it might have been decided to be kept as a secret. So, its forever lost.

Sorry if this seemed off-topic. Just a little monolouge on my beliefs.

Baptized Catholic, as for you beliefs, not so much, we should should talk sometime.

I said 8. I was baptized Catholic as a baby and went through the whole shindig. I was very much a cradle Catholic, mother dragged me too church, went to a catholic school yadda yadda yadda. I never really planned on being religious or atheist really. When I was about 12 though my sister dragged me to some group thing and it was fun. There I started learning. I learned what the church ACTUALLY believes, not what people think it does. I learned how to understand the Bible contextually and what the purpose of each book was. The more I understood the religion the more I liked it and the deeper I became engrossed in it. I'm not even close to being an Evangelical Christian nor would I like to be. But religious is something that I am.

[tetopotato]

I chose number one, for I consider myself to be an atheist.

My story behind being atheist:
I grew up in a split home. My parents fought when I was three, and when I was four they divorced. Growing up, I lived with my mother (and still do) and visited my father on weekends or just whenever I could (now that I am older, I choose not to do that; I go when I want to, which is never). My mother is extremely nonreligious, but she considers herself extremely unorthodox Jewish. At my house we celebrate Hanukkah by lighting candles on a menorah, playing dreidel, making latkes, and reading prayers. We also celebrate Christmas by gift giving and putting up this glorious million-foot-tall tree, but that is merely because everyone else does, and we don't believe Christmas ultimately has to be about Christ. There are other themes of family, love, togetherness—all that fluffy junk. We used to have a big Passover dinner, but now I don't even know when Passover is. So, to put it bluntly, we are not religious at all.

At my father's house, it is completely different. He and my stepmother are hardcore Christians—Presbyterian, to be exact, which isn't as bad as it could be (as opposed to orthodox Catholic or something; I am not trying to offend Christians right now, I promise). They study the Bible, they pray before dinner every night, they go on mission trips, and they go to church every Sunday. They love God so much it breaks my heart. Your everyday Christian people, right? Right. I have grown to absolutely hate it. Why? Every day of my childhood that I spent at that house was learning how to be a good Christian. Before my dad met my stepmom, he lived with his girlfriend Susanna. I loathed that woman. She made me eat everything on my plate. Sorry, that was off topic. :P Anyways, I went to church with them every Sunday in a froofy, frilly little dress and shiny black shoes at this fancy church where people sang hymns and all that good stuff. I went to Sunday school while they did that, and I thought it was fun. I just didn't care about the religion part of it. It wasn't bad. Yet.

Life continued that way until he married my stepmom. She went to a church called Hope Presbyterian, the church for the unchurched (they've gone there until very recently; a few months ago they switched to some random church I've never heard of). It was a really neat place, I'll tell you that. But when I went there, I thought I had it. I thought I cared about Christ, and I thought I wanted to actually give being Christian a shot. I was so happy and excited. I felt like I found myself. But then holidays came around, and I had to fight a battle with myself. I couldn't be Christian if Mom was Jewish, right? And then my dad and stepmom questioned my faith Christmas night. "Baylee, are you Christian?" I couldn't handle being asked so directly. I felt like I was being stabbed in the heart. "Yes," I said. I wasn't about to say no in front of them. But then they put a bullet through my head: "Really? Do you believe in God? Do you believe that Jesus is our savior?" I realized that I didn't I really didn't. But I lied and said yes, and my dad asked why I looked so confused about it. I told him I was torn because I didn't "want to betray Mom." What a lie! Man, I was a crazy kid. I never even cared about being Christian in the first place. I only wanted to be Christian because that's how my daddy was, and I didn't want to let him down. He still doesn't know to this day. Ever since, I've hated every Christian holiday that has ever come up—especially Easter. I always end up thinking about things like gods and supreme beings and Jesus.

So, why am I like this? Well, let's think about the meaning of atheist for a minute. The prefix a- means "no" or "not." Theist means a god. "No god." I simply don't believe in anything. I might believe in reincarnation, but that's a whole other thing itself. Throw the word agnostic in there. There are several meanings of "agnostic," but I choose the one I like most. I'm an agnostic atheist: I don't care about a god, nor do I believe in one.

And that's what happened. I had no choice or anything. It was mere apathy since I was born. I'm completely incapable to believe in anything, really. Thanks for your time if you were bored enough to read all that.

[Jster]

Confirmed Catholic.


Self declared deist.

[Dudel]

Confirmed Catholic.


Self declared deist.

That explains a lot.

[Elendra]

I don't care about a god, nor do I believe in one.

Apatheism?