I was raised Christian. I never fully enjoyed it, although I became active in Youth Group for a while. It was a wonderful experience, because I learned of Christianity and understood the meaning of it, but it never seemed "right" to me. I couldn't understand why a God who loves all of us unconditionally would punish us and send us to Hell if we broke commandments or did not believe in Him- and also that if He created Us in the image and likeness of Him, yet we were born with Sin and not perfect.
My folks made me go- even tried to get my boyfriends and friends to go. I began to get really upset about that and started rebelling by stopping going to church- I was old enough for them not to make me. When I was a senior in High School and took college courses, I decided to take Philosophy of Religion and delved into that, seeing what my Truth was with all that I gathered from all religions and beliefs. The closest I came to was Taoism- believing in a "force" that runs through all things. And that we are part of that "force". Yet, being brought up in a religion, I never felt comfortable believing in just one. I knew there was something more, something deeper and bigger- that was burning within me.
I don't regret the experiences I had, because I learned more about myself that way. I was upset at the time my parents pressured it on me, but I am thankful for the experience. I may not have felt so strongly spiritually if I hadn't been brought up that way, but ya never know.
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