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To Believe or Not To Believe
Are you considering religion? Here are a few things to think about
I grew up as an atheist. It wasn’t really a choice, religion just wasn’t something that was talked about in my family. Apparently we’re Protestant, though I couldn’t tell you why or how.
Church on Sundays? Not once in my life.
Saying grace before a meal? Nope, never happened.
Praying by the bedside? Zilch amount of times.
I was raised in an atheistic family structure. But it wasn’t drilled into us as to why there is no God or anything like that. It was just simply a non-issue.
It’s pretty horrible, but when I was a teenager, my cousin and I used to shake our fists at the sky and say “Fuck God!”. We did this to tempt fate and illustrate how we weren’t getting struck down by lightning or the plague or whatever terrible thing might happen when you oppose the Almighty. We would laugh and I’d feel this exciting sense of danger. I could tell it was something I shouldn’t do, and being a teenager, that was exactly why I did it.
Around this time I was a bus boy at a local restaurant and one of the waitresses chatted with me over a period of time and finally said, “You should try meditating.” My answer was quite profound:
