tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014661972845014530.post787168428591579168..comments2023-04-08T02:29:08.117-07:00Comments on Angie's Point: Supernaturalism's Last BreathAngie Van De Merwehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12617299120618867829noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014661972845014530.post-90662612567094871012009-10-04T07:07:38.020-07:002009-10-04T07:07:38.020-07:00Hi, Angie. Stumbled upon your blog from I don'...Hi, Angie. Stumbled upon your blog from I don't know where. Sounds like you may be about my age and season of life. My youngest just graduated from high school and went to Germany for a year. I have older children and one grandson, too. I have been going through a slow, painful deconstruction of supernatural faith for about three years. Once the scales fell off my eyes, I could no longer believe the story of a god who would curse humanity for 6,000 years for the sin of being born, nor a god who requires death and blood for justice. The world makes much more sense when I don't have to force reality through a cognitive dissonance filter. This leaves me at odds with my family and the church I've been a part of for 15 years. My priorities are 180 deg opposed to theirs. They are strangers and aliens in this world, waiting to get taken away forever to some static, eternal bliss that makes no sense to me. And the only reason they care about other people is to make them projects for enlisting them for heaven. Don't they see that they're letting death get the glory? <br /><br />I think the time, energy, resources being squandered on this fantasy amounts to the biggest crime to humanity. So I've devoted every waking hour to being at home on earth, content to live this life as if it's the only one, with more care and attention to doing what I can to meet immediate needs in my community.<br /><br />I wrote a song once when I still believed, revealing the cracks that were beginning to form in the system. It had a line, "we don't really live until we die."<br /><br />Now it's my mission to remove the "don't," to really live until I die. <br /><br />I'm glad to know I'm not alone.Beyond Wordshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01588539631307626802noreply@blogger.com