Hello. Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is David and my wife and I live in Smiths' Grove. I grew up in Franklin and have been recently remarried for about 1.5 years now. We both work in Bowling Green and love our jobs and life. I was raised in a strong baptist family and was indoctrinated with the fear of eternal damnation. I can remember as a child sitting in church thinking, 'this is crazy and I don't belong here', but when I asked about it, I was told, of course, "the devil is working on you and you need to be saved!" So, being young and naive, I continued to go. OK, lets flash forward here.
I was about 21 when I met my first wife and her family was also baptist. We married and started going to her church and after several years, I thought I wanted to join that one, and leave my childhood church behind. One day the preacher ended the sermon with "opening the doors to the church for new members" and I thought this was my time. So, I walked my happy ass up front to where the preacher was standing, and in front of the congregation of about 60 people and told my story of how I was "saved". Here comes the good part!! Many years prior to this moment, something happened in the church in which I grew up in and other members left to start the one I was planning on joining. Politics, if you will. I was completely unaware of this fact. After telling my story in front of the congregation, I mentioned the other church. I heard gasps within the church like I had said a four letter word and knew something was wrong. Remember, the politics happened when I was a child and this church had been established for many years with members from the other church. OK, I'll get to my point. I was told that "they wouldn't accept any new members from church A just on a letter from them. Son, you will have to be rebaptised in order to be pure and become a member here. We don't feel like the preacher there is sound enough in his belief for your baptism to be pure."
People in the church started talking among themselves and I stood there in total humiliation. Frozen, I didn't know what to do or say. The preacher asked me if I would be willing to be rebaptised in order to join the church.
I knew right then and there, at that very moment, that I didn't belong in the church of hypocrisy. "No, Thanks". was my only reply and I walked out and have never set foot into another church. Who are they to judge what I thought was my "faith" or others. I pondered this question for many years and that's why I'm here.
When my second wife and I met we dated for several months and we were sitting on the front porch of her house and the subject of religion came up. We had the sparks, attraction, and other things that form the initial stages of falling in love. "I don't buy into that", was her response. I knew right then that she was the one I would spend the rest of my life with and we married a year later in Jamaica.
We/ I have some very good friends that are theists. There are a lot of people that would never speak to us again if they found out. Even though they might have just came over for a glass of wine or a beer, we would no longer exist. Everyone I work with is full of religion. Some of them are "preachers" and I totally agree with them. LOL. I feel like life is less stressful now that I've given up the religious dogma and can enjoy life to the fullest. Thanks for your time and have an awesome day!