So eventually I wanted to know more about being an Atheist. The word "atheist" still scared the shit out of me; since in CCD I was brainwashed to believe Atheists were the embodiment of Satan. I did some research on Evolution, and the Big Bang.... and I was able to fully comprehend Evolution, but the Big Bang was still a bit advanced for me to fully grasp the theory of. Then one day I saw another student, my buddy Nick, holding a book titled "The God Delusion". I asked him if he was also an Atheist and he answered "Oh Yeah! I dont believe in that Fairy Tale B.S.". I asked him about the book and told me how the author is an absolutely brilliant Evolutionary Biologist, Richard Dawkins. Little did I know that this man who I had never heard of before would end up being one of my idols. When I got home I went right one my computer, went to eBay, and ordered up a copy of The God Delusion, within a week I had it in my hands and began reading away. Now, I usually hate reading, unless it is about science, mechanics, or chemistry. Luckily, this book was really able to grab my attention, and I began reading fervently.
Dawkins was able to basically show me that being an Atheist really isn't evil at all. But rather, a thing to be proud of. It made me realize that I am essentially just a good rational thinker, and that I was correct in questioning the belief of an invisible magic man living in the sky. If you are beginning to question your faith, realizing it just sounds cult-like, or just too out there, and also if you are agnostic, and on the fence about belief I highly recommend Dawkins' book. It is truly informative and a great read.
At this point of my life, which was the my first semester of College, I considered myself a true Atheist. I was finally free from religion, but of course, my parents told me that if I said anything around my grandparents, it would cause all 'hell' to break loose. Eventually, the day came where I was just fed up with doing grace every Christmas (yes I still celebrate it, but i think of it more as just being around family and loved ones, and not the worship of virgin born magical god babies; plus I now call it Krissmas) and thanksgiving.... So eventually, all hell did break loose when I told them I didn't believe one speck of the bible, and that I dont believe in magical men up int he sky either. My Mom's side of the family handled it pretty well; but my Dad's side is a whole other story.
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