Why I don’t believe in…..

I will probably get some flack for this but I don’t follow a single religion, I do however believe in Jesus, I am Saved and have been since July 2005 and I have been baptized (this was my choice and something I wanted to do for me). I don’t read the bible as much as I should but I do pray and thank God for the things that are going good for me.

Growing up we weren’t taught to believe in anything, my parents gave us that choice and even though I never heard about God, I always knew there was one and I prayed a lot as a kid. After I became pregnant with my son, his father & his family were Christians and I decided to follow Christianity. However I do not agree with some things that are in the bible such as being gay is a choice. I don’t believe that, period and no amount of preaching to me will get me to change my mind. You can say I’m going to hell for that, it’s nothing I haven’t heard before.

I have had people tell me I’m not a Christian because I smoke and I’m not a Christian because I do this or do that. Christians I have met are the most judgmental people, they are the first people to tell you what you are doing wrong but are angry when people point out what they are doing wrong. For example there are some Christians that I know personally that will party on Friday & Saturday nights and then sit in Church on Sundays like their shit doesn’t stink.

A couple years ago I went to this church in my city and I also went to a womens bible study, now I ended up moving and didn’t attend the church as much and I decided not to go back when one of my close friends informed me that I was getting bad mouthed by women in the church whom I hadn’t spoken more then a couple of words with.

The only church I had ever felt comfortable in was the one I was baptized at, but it’s not in the city and I have no way to get there. There are certain things that have happened to me that “people of God” like to throw in my face and tell me how un-Christian I am, ya’ll can shove it.

There is only one person that can judge me, so the rest of you can pretend to be perfect on Sunday at Church and judge all you want. God knows who I am on the inside, He knows my heart and only He will judge me.

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