Non-religious: another step toward the inevitable
By now it would seem that there isn’t much more for me to loose as far as faith goes. This was about 4 years ago when I was 25. I realized I know longer believed in the God of the Bible and couldn’t honestly call myself a Christian by any real standard.
So I called myself non-religious.
My reasons were several. I was still searching. I thought perhaps the God of the Bible could be real in some sense just vastly misunderstood or misrepresented. Or perhaps there was another God.
I was probably somewhere along the lines of Thomas Jefferson as a Deist. I liked some of Jesus teachings and thought there could be a God but just not the God I was taught or that most Christians believed in.
I find a lot of people today call themselves non-religious. I think there are several reasons for this and I’d say some of them applied to me.
One is that calling yourself atheist has a bad connotation. People in America in particularly don’t trust atheists and think of them as baby eating, satanic, jerks.
Another is that most people haven’t really thought too much about it. they may have grown up not going to church or believing in any religion but haven’t given it much thought in adult life.
Finally, when you can’t decided for sure what you are, being non-religious is the most accurate description. Whether you care to think about what you believe about faith and just haven’t come to a conclusion, or perhaps you believe in God but don’t practice any religion, or just don’t care enough to give it any thought: the end result is the same. You are just not a religious person.
I have found this is more common for people who live in them moment and just enjoy life for what it is. They don’t need labels or even need to come to conclusion on matters of religion. they are happy without it and happy not thinking about it. Good for them.
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