Under which faith were you raised? Do you still practice it? If not then why?
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I was raised under the pentecostal faith (Assemblies of God). My family attended church three times a week and throughout my childhood I had no reason to question what I was being taught. For two weeks out of every summer I attended a Jesus camp where I eventually became a camp councilor. I taught Sunday school and went on various mission trips throughout the U.S. and Mexico. Before the age of eighteen I had led hundreds of people in prayer to accept Jesus Christ as their personal lord and savior. But all was not well in my heart. By the time puberty was in full swing I was questioning things that my church could not answer. I'm not sure why but I had it in my head that ancient people were somehow closer to God than modern people. From this misconception I began to study any religion that came before Christianity. Because of their similarities I concentrated my studies on ancient occult practices and shared my crisis of faith with fellow councilors at church camp. This simple request for council led to immediate persecution. I was accused of practicing black magic and was brought before the district superintendent to explain myself. He seemed to understand but by the middle of the week there were rumors going around that I was a warlock and had ritually sacrificed animals in the nearby woods. I was asked to leave for the sake of the children. Mind you, I was never a practicing pagan. I just wanted to understand the origin of religion. This helped me recognize that anyone who puts their religion on the same pedestal as God will fail to see the distinction between the two. The same goes for their holy books which are nothing more than the engraven words of man. I had no choice but to walk away from that which turned its back on me yet in return I found my inner peace. This would not be the last time an orthodoxy would ostracize me for my curiosity but at least now I can understand why they do it.
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I was raised under the pentecostal faith (Assemblies of God). My family attended church three times a week and throughout my childhood I had no reason to question what I was being taught. For two weeks out of every summer I attended a Jesus camp where I eventually became a camp councilor. I taught Sunday school and went on various mission trips throughout the U.S. and Mexico. Before the age of eighteen I had led hundreds of people in prayer to accept Jesus Christ as their personal lord and savior. But all was not well in my heart. By the time puberty was in full swing I was questioning things that my church could not answer. I'm not sure why but I had it in my head that ancient people were somehow closer to God than modern people. From this misconception I began to study any religion that came before Christianity. Because of their similarities I concentrated my studies on ancient occult practices and shared my crisis of faith with fellow councilors at church camp. This simple request for council led to immediate persecution. I was accused of practicing black magic and was brought before the district superintendent to explain myself. He seemed to understand but by the middle of the week there were rumors going around that I was a warlock and had ritually sacrificed animals in the nearby woods. I was asked to leave for the sake of the children. Mind you, I was never a practicing pagan. I just wanted to understand the origin of religion. This helped me recognize that anyone who puts their religion on the same pedestal as God will fail to see the distinction between the two. The same goes for their holy books which are nothing more than the engraven words of man. I had no choice but to walk away from that which turned its back on me yet in return I found my inner peace. This would not be the last time an orthodoxy would ostracize me for my curiosity but at least now I can understand why they do it.