The Great Lie — Why I Left Christianity
My mornings started earlier than most who were my age in my youth. During school days in high school, I woke up at 4 am to read the Bible and dissect Christian literature.
I cherished the promise that faith would forever be mine, as the Bible promised. I meditated on Bible verses and passages for hours in those early still mornings and rarely told anyone that I was praying on their behalf to God. I cherished those quiet moments.
But my beliefs would not last.
“If ever it should come to pass,
That sheep of Christ should fall away,
My fickle feeble soul, alas!
Would fall a thousand times a day.”— Charles Spurgeon
In high school, I considered it a personal responsibility to testify to others about my walk with God not only with my words but in how I treated others. My faith was not merely that I chose not to swear, drink alcohol, or participate in what I thought to be ungodly behavior, like cheating on tests and gossiping about others.
My commitment was less about abstaining from behavior and more about delighting in different behavior, namely communion with God. I was often found with a book and was happily ostracized because of my commitment to…
