Paul Jagla
Paul Jagla voted up Anonymous' answer

It began in childhood, when I first questioned my reason for being. I was very young. Then my family told me about God, And tragedy struck. And I had answers, albeit conflicting. So my search began in earnest. I have been searching, waxing and waning, ebbing and flowing, discarding and honing, ever since.

Paul Jagla
Paul Jagla voted up hey cameron's answer

Great story.

The fact is that I do believe in a deity of some kind, but I'm not religious. I stopped being religious when I started learning about other religions. Christians think all Muslims will go to hell, Muslims think all Christians will go to hell...that kind of thing made me move away from religion, because … Read more

Paul Jagla
Paul Jagla voted up Patience Criser's answer

well, I started believing in god whenever my mother was going through tough times. She was hurting us as she was hurting herself. That's when i kinda lost hope. At that time i was thinking of death. Whenever i found help like my mother did not get. I regained my hope once more from god

Paul Jagla
Paul Jagla voted up Patience Criser's answer

well, I started believing in god whenever my mother was going through tough times. She was hurting us as she was hurting herself. That's when i kinda lost hope. At that time i was thinking of death. Whenever i found help like my mother did not get. I regained my hope once more from god