Dare to be different

It’s time I share something with you: I’m not a religious person.

Before you hit the unfollow button, hear me out please.

I grew up in a small town in Michigan and my mother sent us to the Baptist Church there. I think she wanted us to have a foundation of God and church and religion.

We didn’t go often, and I sure don’t remember seeing my dad in church, but we had an understanding of God and Jesus and the bible. After Mom died, none of us went back to the Baptist Church though.

I did start to wonder about other churches in town and decided to go check them out. It took me a while, because I wasn’t going every Sunday, but I managed to listen to priests and ministers and fathers and clergymen and reverends and so on.

I discovered two things about churches back then: They were all men preaching, and they pretty much all said the same thing. Which made me wonder why there were so many different denominations of Christianity.

I kept going to church but mainly out of fear. I even raised my hand in one of those churches and accepted the lord into my heart. I’m pretty sure I did that as a “just in case” kind of thing but I also wanted to be like everyone else.

I have to wonder if other people feel the same way. After all, we want to be accepted and liked, and if you don’t believe the same as those around you do, it can be very uncomfortable.

As soon as you post something on social media that someone else doesn’t agree with or like, it’s a feeding frenzy of vitriol that scares the crap out of most of us. I even had a nephew not only unfriend me on facebook, but also block me, just because we have different political opinions.

So I kept quiet about my non-belief, until a few years ago. It wasn’t easy coming out as an atheist. I was afraid of people’s reaction and I had more than one tell me we couldn’t be friends any longer.

I hope that is not the case now. My hope is we can still be friends. Just as our political beliefs can be different, so too can our religious beliefs.

My friend Sarah has been an example of this. She has taught me that despite our differences, we also have similarities, and a connection, which I cherish.

And so has Estelle, and Linda, and Trudy, and Jon, and Lisa, and Tara, and John K….and on and on.

Maybe our differences are what keep us strong?

Living as an atheist among christians

Reader Comments

  1. Kathy

    I am a born again Christian and believe in faith and grace. I also believe in the wrath of God. I’m completely enjoying your blog and have no intention of unfollowing you. I may at times replant a seed of Christianity. Chuckle

  2. Anonymous

    Lisa, Tara, John K, and Becca ? I’m not religious but I do love Jesus with my whole heart. Don’t know where I’d be without Him. I love your blog and your page. I’m not going anywhere! ❤️

    • Loretta Sayers
      Loretta Sayers

      Thank you so very much. I continue to find amazing, loving people who are okay with me not having the same beliefs…and that continues to give me hope. Thank you Becca 🙂

  3. seekandfind

    I love that you’re reaching out to “other” age groups. That’s what I’m hoping to do … inspire others who may think they’re too old to start “livin’ the dream.” You might like to read my Why this Blog? section on my travel blog gobeyondtravelblog.com. And by the way, I’m truly sorry that you were soured on Christianity by your less-than-pleasant childhood experience. Religion can be very unattractive. I had the opposite experience. I grew up in an atheistic home then became a believer in Yeshua (Jesus) in my teens. Best decision of my life. ? Anyway, I look forward to following your blog. Cheers! (Oh … I live not that far from you— in Thousand Oaks. )

  4. Dena

    I’m not an atheist but also not interested in organized religion. The people I spend time with agree and disagree on political views and they stay my friends because we are accepting of different viewpoints. You and I grew up in the mid west. I had a normal uneventful childhood so all seemed fine. Loosing your Mother young must have made your childhood a dark time. Another friend grew up in the south and her childhood was during the race wars and segregation so she doesn’t see her childhood as a stable time. For the people who unfriended you, I’m sure you have found the strength to muddle through life without them. (HaHa) Anyway we are all who we are because of our experiences so find your joy in the people who bring you joy and walk away from the ones who don’t.

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