The Struggle with Religion

I know I will probably receive a lot of backlash for this post, but that has never stopped me before. I grew up in the church and still hold a lot of my values to the scriptures. However, I struggle with many things in the BIBLE and what makes it worse is that I'm ridiculed for asking questions of men who claim to receive interpretations from the God of the BIBLE. One of the things that forever resonates on my mind is the fact that if I was born in another part of the world I would believe with all my heart and mind in that religion and God. Why is it that Christians are so quick to speak down on the religious views of others when in truth and in fact many of them became Christians simply because they were cultured to do so.

We are told that the word of God remains the same. Yet, we have so many denominations changing bits and pieces of the word to form their own ideologies. When did the God of the Bible give man the authority to do so? Why is it that reasoning and thinking outside of what is already known given such a fight from the church? We were created with the ability to think and reason but the church often seems to expect us to strip ourselves of that and put on the helmet of controlled thinking. Your spiritual component is one of your most important components but do you even know why you believe what you believe? Do you even feel the connection to the spiritual being or you just go with the flow of others saying that they feel it? Questioning your religion doesn't mean you are questioning your belief in a God. However, if you are going to trust someone to interpret the word of God for you, I advise you that you ensure that you aren't placing your spiritual future in the wrong hands, your spiritual well being should remain in your hands at all times.

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