I've had a relatively good life. I was never abused, impoverished or homeless. I was born with loving parents, who raised me in a Baptist household. They were missionaries for years and I was a child, impressionable and naive. I was raised on a diet of the usual well-minded christian brainwashing. But my story only becomes applicable 2009.

 

Till I was 15, I coasted. Sure I prayed occasionally, went to church with my parents, believed in Jesus as the lord and all that, but I…

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The thread around my Throat

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I figure this is a decent enough place to post my leaving of religion, especially since it might help the people here get to know me better.

 

My dislike of church started young. I was never really brought, and although my mother was raised catholic and my dad in a church-ridden area, I never heard anything but hatred of the tithing system growing up--we apparently had a few churches, that when they began going, asked immediately how much of my parent's income could be promised…

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I am surrounded by family, but feel like I'm all alone anyway. With the exception of my dad and myself, none of the rest of my family votes. They are not politically active at all. They support no causes, they do not stand up for their rights. I have put a link on my Facebook page with petitions for supporting the repeal of both DADT and DOMA and supporting the American Traveler Dignity Act, with messages on both that say "Please sign the petition and stand up for yourself and everyone else!"… Continue

I was raised in a Christian 'Church of God' church.

The sect was actually called "Pentacostal Holiness".



Speaking in tongues, dancing and other mystical entertainment was a weekly experience for me. We were taught that this was a necessary step to really be close to god and have him speak through you.



We were put into a room on Sunday mornings to hear and memorize stories and verses. The women didn't cut their hair and they wore long dresses. No jewelry. The men… Continue

Grief stricken, anger stricken, cancer stricken, My Sister’s Keeper, based on the Jodi Picoult novel, is one of the most stricken movies I have seen in recent memory. My Sister’s Keeper sloppily jerked tears in spite of inconsistent acting and overly edited writing.



When their oldest daughter Kate (Sofia Vassilieva) is stricken with leukemia and no match can be found, Sara (Cameron Diaz) and Brian (Jason Patric) make a morally dubious choice of manufacturing a perfect donor baby.… Continue