I started off being born in a RC tradition, grew dissatisfied with it and moved over the Protestantism (I was in the
Full Gospel Massapequa Tabernacle Church which leaned towards Pentacostalist and it's where a young lady named Jessica Hahn was first introduced to Jim Bakker by the Pastor -- how's this for a name -- Gene Profeta. For a dopey review of all of this, see
this link.
Anyway, Full Gospel Massapequa church was where I started to really doubt because people would all be testifying how they could feel god and Jesus and so on, and I would often claim these things as well but I never felt them at all. I became ardently evangelical, and approached the whole thing with a "Don't push it" attitude. I didn't ever want to be accused of not being ready or open to it or trying to test, etc. I just...
was. I tied into the Hal Lindsey "Late Great Planet Earth" and watched for every possible sign of prophecy coming true (and some seemed to do just that).
But after a number of years it was plain to me that I was just not getting it. I was, in fact, miserable. I felt that humanity was a sinful entity that was effectively hopeless without salvation outside of us. I saw people as not being worth very much; that we were more of a nuisance than anything else. I saw the future as meaningless because none of this mattered; it was all going to get wiped away anyway, so what was the point? The physical realm was a way station and really just a place to suffer. And my suffering was that the god that seemed to be dancing with everyone around me remained a silent abyss when it came to me.
So I began to drift away, and some friends took me to task for it, some didn't; nothing particularly traumatic but I decided to just go at it without a church mechanism in place. I tried to "build a relationship with Christ". And of course, this was all pretty one sided. I would speak to Jesus or god all the time, but never got anything in return. Sure, a minor coincidence here or there, nothing that wouldn't be attributed to low level luck, like discovering a $5 bill tucked on a pants pocket when I was low on funds, and asking god to see me through... that sort of thing. But any sense of spirit or connection or response to "ask of me and it shall be given"? Nothing. Zero.
Eventually I decided to investigate other religions, and so read the qu'ran, the bhagavad gita, the upanishads, the book of mormon (sheesh), and even dabbled in dianetics (sheesh again) and the bible a few more times... and every time I read the bible, the doubts grew larger and larger. It read more like myth every time I read it. Less likely, less true. It made strange claims that I knew weren't true. And the idea that "ask and thou shalt receiveth" seemed to be a mocking. I was actually jealous that guys like Moses and Abraham and Adam and so on were actually able to
deal with Yaheweh -- at least they would be able to say they knew he existed; but I didn't have that luxury. I was "angry at god" for awhile but after a bit that just felt stupid as well. It was like being angry at a fictional character, and so that went away as well. So at this point I was without religion, without gods, and without much of anything else.
Then I was shown Carl Sagan's
Cosmos by a friend on video, and I couldn't believe what I was hearing and seeing. I remember being moved almost to tears by his last epsiode/ chapter (I read the book as well),
"Who Speaks for Earth?" and finally I started to get those feelings of wonder and awe that there was something to this life that was really remarkable and wonderful.
I read everything i could by Sagan (I have all his books now) and then I found "The Blind Watchmaker" by Dawkins and that was an eye opener as well. Then I read the Dawkins' "Origin of Species" and was amazed yet again. I felt liberated. It was ok not to hear from these characters because they didn't actually exist. they didn't
need to exist -- we had the means to understand our world so much better than what these ancient superstitious folks were saying. I never blamed them for it-- it was just what it was given the time, but I had a really hard time seeing what point there was in taking these beliefs into the 20th/21st century. There were far better explanations of how things worked, there was no need to demand the universe owes us "purpose", religion itself was morally corrupt and ethically bankrupt by making claims it was "sure of" that it was nothing of the kind, faith was merely an excuse to believe something you just wanted to believe in anyway, and modern theism, with a few superficial differences, was not something one could distinguish from superstitious god claims made through out human history.
Atheism was the consequence, but materialism, reason, and rationality are the ideological and ethical foundation upon which my worldview rests.
That's m'story.