The Heart of the Matter

Throughout my life I have believed that I have sought the truth from time to time. Not always, because sometimes we just simply do not want to know the truth. But when I have looked for the truth about God, I have always thought I started from a good point. I started with inquiry. I read, I asked questions (the latter being the worst possible thing to do in an inquiry about God because most Christians are terrified of questions).

A few years ago, when it became apparent that my ex-husband was a lying SOB and an abuser and that I’d truly been duped by religion into thinking I ought to stay with such a person as him, I really thought I’d been thorough in my attempt to seek the truth about faith and religion. I stripped it all down to the bare bones and started again.

At any rate, I thought I’d done a fairly good job of investigating the matter.

The truth is that this is no way to answer the question of god and religion. The way to go about seeking this answer is to start with nothing. ie Start with a complete disbelief in God.

When I was younger, even as young as 45 ;), all my inquiries began with the belief that God must be real.

But where did that belief come from?

I couldn’t answer that question until I answered an even more troubling question.

If you take out a map of the world and you color-code the countries by majority religion, what do you see? You see religions are actually grouped by country and region and ethnicity and family.

I had to admit that it was likely the only reason I was Protestant is because I was born in a country where the majority of the people are Protestant.

To say it was all down hill for faith from there would be an understatement.

It was already obvious to me that Protestants in this country don’t actually believe what they say, nor do they believe what they claim the Bible teaches. To realize that it is possible that they also are only Protestant because of their location helped put into perspective the apparent lack of belief.

In essence, if all the people on my Facebook and I had been born in, say, Turkey, we’d mostly all be Muslim. And if we’d all been born in the Philippines, we’d mostly be Catholic, and if we’d all been born in North Korea, not a one of us would take a moment to question the dictatorship. This is all simply because none of us ever stops to ask “Why am I this religion?” Not, “Why am I a Christian?” Just “Why this religion and not one of the many of the world?”

If you are the same religion as the majority of the people in your country, are you sure this faith is yours? Or are you just comfortable with it?

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