Ok, so before anyone makes any assumptions, this is not me coming out- I’m straight, thank you (if anyone wonders why I made that the preamble, lets just say assumptions have been made before).
Anyway, back to the topic on hand. This has been brewing for a while, and there are various reasons for why I’ve not said anything before, which I’ll get to later. In essence what this is about is faith, and how I’ve lost mine. I doubt this is a shock for many, and I am mostly writing this to confirm a lot of people’s assumptions, as well as to actually tell the truth.
I’ll be the first to admit that I was always a pretty terrible Christian, I drink, swear, and was pretty lax with the whole prayer thing. For some reason, though, I never felt a connection to God the way that everyone around me back home seemed to- it felt like I didn’t pass muster or I couldn’t see on the same plane. I couldn’t seem to relate to the idea of Jesus’ sacrifice on personal level, it seemed so far removed from my life, for some reason.
Not only did I have these problems, but I saw things through rather different eyes compared to that of my close friends- let’s be honest, my sixth form years were fairly rough with a number of friends being lost to various different tragedies- illness, car accidents, cancer. A stronger person than I saw these as challenges from God- a la Job, rather than how I saw them- simply as tragedies. It seemed unfair that people who had done nothing wrong were taken from this planet. I didn’t see God’s mystery, I only saw his absence.
Not only that but I also began, through a number of friends and the internet, to see rank hypocrisy emerging in the faith (though granted not in my friendship group, thankfully), namely through the treatment of homosexuals- something that hit home especially with the gay friends that I have. It frustrates me that such a non-topic is blown out of all proportion, especially when it’s mentioned about 5 or so times in the bible, each time with a varying degree of vagueness (If you’re interested in this topic, a fantastically written blog by my good friend is at http://lesbihonesty.blogspot.co.uk/).
It’s quite difficult to quantify any other feeling or reason for having lost my faith after that preamble. Unfortunately I don’t have the necessary linguistic ability to articulate what other reasons I have for having lost my faith. I also know that, if people read this, I will get encouragement (mixed with a little disappointment), and people convincing me of God’s love. I can tell you now that won’t help (although I do appreciate your effort). It may surprise you to know that I am fairly intelligent, and I’ve been mulling this over for nearly every waking moment. The fact that I’ve written this should be reassurance enough that I know myself, and I know that I can’t justify calling myself a Christian when I don’t believe, I don’t go to church and I can’t seem to identify with the core of the faith.
I must apologise for being dishonest with a lot of people though. A number of you asked me regularly “Have you found a church?” or similar, and I’ve never had the balls to state “Well that wouldn’t really be a lot of use”. For that I am truly sorry. I was particularly vexed by the situation as I rather worried I’d be disowned- I know how big a part of someone’s life it is and I didn’t want to disagree on such a fundamental level, but I can’t keep on lying as I feel that would be insulting to both parties.
Thank you for reading though, please message me if you have any questions.
