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I was brought up without any religion.  My folks did not mention God (except as part of a pithy exclamation when things did not go right).  We did not go to church, except for a brief period during my pre-teen years to the Unitarian Universalist church which was literally in our back yard (hop our fence, you were in their playground).

Oddly enough, for no reason that I can remember, I one day in my early 20’s decided to follow the Golden Rule, or at least the version which says “Do unto others, as you would have them do unto you”.  This undoubtedly was the start of a long, twisty path, from agnosticism to eventual Born-Again-Christianity.

My parents became saved while I was in my 30’s.  And of course, the first thing my mother attempted was to convert me.  Now, my mother was quite intelligent and competent.  Except, it seems, in the field of logical argument, since she was unable to come up with any argument I could not demolish.  So, they took me to their pastor, who gave me the gospel for the first time.  I did an engineering analysis of it, and responded that it was the most ineffectual system I had ever heard of.  I may have used the term “silly”.

Many years later, I read a book by Orson Scott Card, which had a scene loosely based on Saul’s encounter with Jesus and the story leading up to this scene was such a powerfully written parable as to make me realize that if God existed, my opinion was of no matter, only His was of importance.  If he wanted to use a system which I did not understand or approve of, tough; I could not know his needs and reasoning behind his methodologies.

The next step was to meet a woman who was saved, but did not “beat me over the head” with her religion.  Instead, she showed me that not all churches are money grubbing, holier then thou, boring and dispensed nothing but platitudes.  They held a yearly Easter celebration, and one year, they offered a different prayer than normal, one I could pray without reservations, as it did not contain anything which I did not yet believe in.

Of course I was a sinner (still am, but not as bad), and desired to improve.  Jesus (if He existed) was welcome to enter my heart, refurbish it and take up residence.  My girlfriend claims this was the moment I was saved, but I disagree, since at that time I did not believe in Jesus as Messiah, nor in His sacrifice as my salvation, or even that salvation was necessary (or at least, desirable).

A year or two later I was driving back from a programming class, listening to Christian music, and realized that I was saved and did believe all (most of) the stuff which I had been rejecting.  So, unlike many, I don’t have a moment of salvation I can point to; it was a process where I became closer and closer to being saved, but could not point to any one instant as when salvation occurred.

Due to my background and the long, slow path to salvation, my outlook on God is a bit different than many.  I believe the Bible is the Word of God, but I go on what it actually says, not what people have traditionally thought it says.  The instructor in my New Christian class was probably less than thrilled when I questioned his statement that “Eve changed the word of God”.  He was working from the common assumption that Eve had received the same instructions that it was documented that Adam had received, but the Bible never says where Eve heard that statement or what instruction she was given.  Thus, was the word of God changed?  Probably, unless it was God who gave Eve the modified instructions (he knew her heart, after all).  Was Eve the one who changed it?  Perhaps, but there is no evidence to support that accusation, so we should not be making it.

Thus, the purpose of this blog is to show that different view of God and religion, as well as show how it applies to the world today.

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