There was too much to ignore piling up on one side of the line for me, when I came to this choice. I had no hard evidence to prove or disprove, but then I thought that it couldn’t work in that way. If the absence of evidence wasn’t the evidence of absence, then every god I learned of had to have an equal shot at my vote(s). People said before the universe existed, there must have been something that always existed to have created it. I wondered why if there could have been a being that always existed, why can’t the universe have always existed?
The thing that really got under my skin was that if someone didn’t know of the existence of the one true god, they went to heaven regardless, because they did not have the “correct” choice as an option. That would mean if I was to never tell my children about this god, they would go to heaven guaranteed, free to worship him for eternity. If I truly loved my children, I wouldn’t tell them, and simply raise them on the principles the religion was built upon. Because in the long run, telling them only gives a chance of going to hell/purgatory/being left behind etc. If every person in the world stopped speaking of the true god, we’d all be better off, because we would all go to heaven together.
It all made too little sense, even before I tried comparing things to scientific “proof”. My religious legs had been crippled by my own logic and thirst for more knowledge and opinions on the way we view life. I hope this helps you see which side I fell onto and why, so that you can avoid tripping up at the same spot, if that is your wish.
“If gods are a security blanket, then are we who don’t believe cold? Not that being warm, cozy and sheltering one from another’s truth allows you to say who needs some faith.”