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I was so excited to tell my Sunday School teacher the news. I had done what she had asked and talked to the other kindergartners in my class about Jesus. One of the girls in my class said she knew Jesus too and went to Church every Sunday, just like me! My Sunday School teacher said she was proud of me for talking about Jesus at school and asked what church my friend went to. I didn’t remember, it was a Saint or something. My teachers face went from smiling to serious. Did my friend say she was Catholic? I was nervous to answer, wanting her to be proud of me again and not sure what I had messed up. I nodded. My Sunday school teacher responded with sadness tinged with disgust. Catholics were not REAL Christians. They worshiped idols of Mary and other saints. My friend was not a Christian and was going to hell, she informed me. I remember the sense of sadness and responsibility I felt after that conversation. My friend didn’t FEEL like someone who should go to hell, she loved Jesus and w

A few years ago, a group of friends and I read a great book called "The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck". If you haven't read this book, you are missing out. Its quality. It also came at a time in my life that I really needed the message; you can't care about everything. This book encourages you to figure out your values and use your time in energy in THOSE places, because we can't invest ourselves in every thing, even if they are good things! Its no secret that I was raised in family culture that was heavily evangelical Christian. Anyone who knows me at all knows that I hold that faith system and those who follow it in NO high regard. The last 5 years has confirmed that opinion. Even though I was raised to make Christianity my value set, and it was for many years, I find that I no longer align with those values, people or that style of thinking. I am proud, thrilled, at peace, and excited to be an atheist. My life has never been more on track or full of joy than