Exploring TMBG's ‘Whistling in the Dark,' childhood memories, psychic powers, and how beliefs shape reality in this personal and philosophical reflection.
I was raised as a Christian. My family spent several years as part of a Southern Baptist church in Oklahoma. I still don't know to this day why we just up and left that church all of a sudden (we joined when I was 3, and I'm pretty sure we left before my 9th birthday.) We continued to practice Christianity in the home, but Mom stopped going to church altogether by the time I was 12. When we did go, it was usually to one of the Methodist churches in OKC.
I genuinely believed what I was being taught in the church. It took me many years to even consider that I had received inaccurate information about my faith. I spent years trying to find a 'church home' in the hopes that I'd finally find a place where I fit in. I was in my late 30s before I even seriously questioned my belief in Christianity.
At this point, I'm pretty sure I'm agnostic. It's not spite, it's just that I've had time to actually think about the validity of what I was taught, and why I held on to beliefs that didn't actually make sense. I feel like much of what I was taught wasn't about making me a better person - it was meant to make me subservient and keep me too busy to actually consider whether or not this belief system was doing more harm to me than good.
Thank you for sharing Arti! I wasn’t raised Christian but I did land into it for a spell of my life at one point. I think I wrote about it on my post about the song, Kiss Me Son of God.
I was raised as a Christian. My family spent several years as part of a Southern Baptist church in Oklahoma. I still don't know to this day why we just up and left that church all of a sudden (we joined when I was 3, and I'm pretty sure we left before my 9th birthday.) We continued to practice Christianity in the home, but Mom stopped going to church altogether by the time I was 12. When we did go, it was usually to one of the Methodist churches in OKC.
I genuinely believed what I was being taught in the church. It took me many years to even consider that I had received inaccurate information about my faith. I spent years trying to find a 'church home' in the hopes that I'd finally find a place where I fit in. I was in my late 30s before I even seriously questioned my belief in Christianity.
At this point, I'm pretty sure I'm agnostic. It's not spite, it's just that I've had time to actually think about the validity of what I was taught, and why I held on to beliefs that didn't actually make sense. I feel like much of what I was taught wasn't about making me a better person - it was meant to make me subservient and keep me too busy to actually consider whether or not this belief system was doing more harm to me than good.
Thank you for sharing Arti! I wasn’t raised Christian but I did land into it for a spell of my life at one point. I think I wrote about it on my post about the song, Kiss Me Son of God.
You need to write a memoir
I would like to!