Rethinking My Beliefs about God Apart From Traditional Christianity

It’s Time To Put This Puppy To Bed

In Everything Else on November 6, 2011 at 3:06 am

I guess this is a goodbye of sorts but a happy goodbye, at least for me. I’ve used this blog, Unravel, to work my way out of the Christian religion for the last four or five years and well, I’ve finally made my way out of it.

After challenging, questioning, debating, blogging and incessantly thinking about the Bible, God, Jesus and Christianity for the majority of my 42 years of life, I have concluded, brace yourself, that all of it is nothing more than a human mythology. And this includes God which, I now believe, only exists in the human imagination.

How did I arrive at this conclusion? To make a long story short, it was through logic and reason, at least as far as I was able to utilize them.


Just How Hard Should We Try To Remove The “Ugly” From Life?

In Good and Evil, Heaven, Hell, Life on August 13, 2011 at 10:40 pm

Lately I’ve had this nagging drive to find the happiness and beauty in the darkness. I think I’ve experienced it, but is it really possible for such a dichotomy to coexist? Can we be depressed and elated at the same time (without blowing a fuse?) Might heaven and hell actually be the same place?

People talk a lot about the balancing act of nature. The sun comes up in one part of the world while it goes down in another. When a creature dies, another is born. While we damage our ecosystem, groups are mobilized to protect it. And the world continues to turn.

In my personal life, I feel torn between conflicting directions. I want to live natural and healthy but I also thrive on what some consider to be toxic technology. I want to be a mom but I also want to be an entrepreneur, a student, friend and dancer. I’d like to respect the religion and politics of all people, but my own doesn’t always find it easy to get along.

I’d Like To Find A Cave, Cry and Listen To Emo Music

In Hell, Jesus, Life, Love, Suffering on August 2, 2011 at 4:38 pm

During a 7.0 earthquake in 1989 while I was living in Santa Cruz, CA, I remember a very strange feeling. It revolved around the idea that things such as solid floors, walls and even the ground are not as solid as we would hope. Things that aren’t supposed to move were suddenly knocking things down.

22 years later, living 2 states away from my entire (wonderful but dysfunctional) family and having pretty much lost my life-long Christian community, my world continues to prove its instability. Last week I talked about bravely facing the darkness we can’t escape anyway; and my world just recently got darker.

When my brother had life-threatening health issues 5 years ago, I took in his youngest son and he became one of my own kids. But 10 year old Brian has always missed his dad and now it’s time for him to go back – next week.