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Chain729
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Jewish, as I've said before, though it wasn't always that way.
I had the wonderful oportunity to be raised by 2 parents with completely different cultures. Religion wise, one was a non-denominational Christian and the other a Saphartic Orthodox. The Christain pushed more than the other, so as a child I became christian. My father believed that we should have the right to choose, though we were both born into all the customs.
As a child I viewed religion as more of a chore. I lacked the ability of abstract thought so I didn't understand it. Being the pragmatist that I am, anything without a purpose is discarded.
When I hit about 10 or 11 and my brain started to aquire the ability of truly abstract thought, I started to understand. I became a deeply religious Christian and sought to understand everything I could.
At about 14, and my mind became fully operational, I looked into things even further. I understood more than my teachers, and recalled everything on the subject. I was told that I would be teaching soon, I just needed to get bide my time until I was old enough.
At about 16, I started to run into problems with the theologies. I had moved beyond basic understanding, and started to look at the heart of the "why this is." I found inconsistencies, self-contradictions, and things that defied all reason, and that I, myself, could not explain.
Being the good Christian I was, I spoke with my teachers and peers. They were absolutely clueless, and told me to go talk with the pastor. I did. His response wasn't what I expected. He looked at me with horror all over his face. He prided himself on logic and understanding, but had never even noticed some of things I had. He told me to go pray and that he would come to me if he found an answer. He never returned with an answer. The more I prayed and searched for truth, the more faults I found.
After a year or so of this, I decided the religion was flawed and being a pragmatist, discarded that which didn't make sense. I took a look at what was left and found the basis of my father's religion- Judaism. Continuing the search for truth, I have yet to find any descrepancies between Judaism and other existing knowledge, that Judaism hasn't better explained.
Do not confuse religion with culture. Most of Judaism, as is known, is culture. Quite a bit of this I've discarded from my life simply because modern technology and science has made it irrelevant. Though, there are several that I have found useful- especially in dealing with the loss of the original copy of myself (genetically and psychologically). There are also many traditions that I do feel worth it, though since my father's demise, I no longer have a mentor that understands me well enough to teach me what's required to do what I feel should be done. Then there are those that I simply don't know enough about to make the call.
I'm also not one to care what an oligarchy sees as what I should and shouldn't do. What happens between my God and myself, is between my God and myself. I don't put much stock in the decisions of humans.
I don't usually post or even speak that much about myself. I also hate debating religion since so much of what people choose to believe is emotionally biased that it always turns ugly/illogical/irrational very quickly. That said, I honestly don't know what prompted this post. Every once in awhile, I take the pains to translate my thoughts into something easily communicated; but I don't know why I chose this.
I had the wonderful oportunity to be raised by 2 parents with completely different cultures. Religion wise, one was a non-denominational Christian and the other a Saphartic Orthodox. The Christain pushed more than the other, so as a child I became christian. My father believed that we should have the right to choose, though we were both born into all the customs.
As a child I viewed religion as more of a chore. I lacked the ability of abstract thought so I didn't understand it. Being the pragmatist that I am, anything without a purpose is discarded.
When I hit about 10 or 11 and my brain started to aquire the ability of truly abstract thought, I started to understand. I became a deeply religious Christian and sought to understand everything I could.
At about 14, and my mind became fully operational, I looked into things even further. I understood more than my teachers, and recalled everything on the subject. I was told that I would be teaching soon, I just needed to get bide my time until I was old enough.
At about 16, I started to run into problems with the theologies. I had moved beyond basic understanding, and started to look at the heart of the "why this is." I found inconsistencies, self-contradictions, and things that defied all reason, and that I, myself, could not explain.
Being the good Christian I was, I spoke with my teachers and peers. They were absolutely clueless, and told me to go talk with the pastor. I did. His response wasn't what I expected. He looked at me with horror all over his face. He prided himself on logic and understanding, but had never even noticed some of things I had. He told me to go pray and that he would come to me if he found an answer. He never returned with an answer. The more I prayed and searched for truth, the more faults I found.
After a year or so of this, I decided the religion was flawed and being a pragmatist, discarded that which didn't make sense. I took a look at what was left and found the basis of my father's religion- Judaism. Continuing the search for truth, I have yet to find any descrepancies between Judaism and other existing knowledge, that Judaism hasn't better explained.
Do not confuse religion with culture. Most of Judaism, as is known, is culture. Quite a bit of this I've discarded from my life simply because modern technology and science has made it irrelevant. Though, there are several that I have found useful- especially in dealing with the loss of the original copy of myself (genetically and psychologically). There are also many traditions that I do feel worth it, though since my father's demise, I no longer have a mentor that understands me well enough to teach me what's required to do what I feel should be done. Then there are those that I simply don't know enough about to make the call.
I'm also not one to care what an oligarchy sees as what I should and shouldn't do. What happens between my God and myself, is between my God and myself. I don't put much stock in the decisions of humans.
I don't usually post or even speak that much about myself. I also hate debating religion since so much of what people choose to believe is emotionally biased that it always turns ugly/illogical/irrational very quickly. That said, I honestly don't know what prompted this post. Every once in awhile, I take the pains to translate my thoughts into something easily communicated; but I don't know why I chose this.
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EmnJoe said:
My wife is Catholic and she calls herself a cafeteria Catholic...she picks and choose what she wants....
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Hey, I don't see the third Christian Option, Eastern Orthodox. 
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Chain729 said:
Chain long time no hear. I am interested to know what inconsistencies or self contradictions you found in man's Christian religion 
Your absolutely right peoples emotions cloud their thoughts in what they read.
This includes the Bible, their emotional wants over ride what the Bible says.
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