I grew up in a Christian household.

Foreword:

I grew up in a Christian household, but I was never really into it. I mean, I believed in Jesus and all that, but we didn’t go to church much, except on Easter and when someone died. I read the Bible a few times, and I liked some parts of it, like the Psalms and the Gospels, but a lot of it didn’t make sense to me. It didn’t match my idea of what God should be like, or what logic and reason would tell me.

So, I started to look for other ways of understanding myself and the world around me. I left behind Jesus and Christianity and the Bible. But sometimes I still listen to what they have to say, like the prophecies and the Ashkenazi Jewish apologetics. Just for entertainment, you know.

But what I’ve noticed is that most of these Christian preachers and believers and Ashkenazi (Jewish) rabbis who talk about these things are not very honest. They lie to make their point, or to convince others to follow them. They don’t care about the truth; they only care about their agenda. And these are supposed to be the moral leaders, the ones who teach by example. But they teach by example that lying is okay if it serves your purpose.

I’m not just talking about the ones who scam people for money, but also the ones who seem to really believe in what they say. The things these Christian preachers and believers and Ashkenazi (Jewish) rabbis say are so absurd, especially when you know the facts and use your brain to question them, not just blindly believe them.

A Christian household – Conclusion:

I am fortunate that I did not have any religious doctrines or beliefs force feed into me from childhood enabling me to me free to make my own decision as to whether I wanted to be a puff-bunny enslaved to a particular religion and faith or an unrestricted mind exploring the questions and the wonders of life.

But don’t take my word for it. Listen to them yourself. Really listen. And see if they make any sense. But by listening to them it is evident to me that these lairs of faith and belief do not have a clue as to what and who they are nor have the slightest idea of what the sustainer of existence is. If you find peace and comfort in late bronze age and early iron age theology, so well for you and may the thunderbolts of reality bypass you.