What follows is a post I wrote for my blog, Bruce Droppings, a few weeks before I walked away from Christianity (Late 2008)
I can’t pretend anymore.
I can’t lie to myself anymore.
I can’t lie to others anymore.
And most of all I can’t lie to You.
I still believe that You are the Living God.
I still believe Your Word to be Truth.
I still believe I am your Child.
But I can’t stand some of Your Children.
Their hatred wounds.
Their self-righteousness cuts.
Their narrow-mindedness tears.
And I can’t have those kind of people in my life anymore.
What is a man to do when all that he has ever known is found to be a lie?
What is a man to do when hatred and self-righteousness are passed off as virtues?
What is a man to do when he can’t find God where God should be found?
This man quits.
I am sure to be judged as hell-bound
And that is fine with me.
For the religious hell I have lived in for these many years is too much for me.
God if You can only be found in buildings made by men, You will remain lost to me.
God if You only speak through men in buildings, I will remain deaf.
But God if You still speak in the still of the night…
If You still speak through the truth of Your Word…
If Nature and Conscience still declare Your Name…
I am still listening…