For most of my Life, the God concept was untouchable. It came wrapped in holy words, rituals and the the quite pressure of indoctrination. God was presented as a loving yet terriying, merciful and yet ready to punish. And like most people, we are indoctrinated i followed along until one day i stopped.
The Moment Doubt Becomes a Voice
It was not rebellion at first, it was curiosity. I looked around and saw suffering, injustice and pain often carried out by those who clamed to serve a holy name. I heard stories of abuse covered up by religious institutions, and i often ask myself, is the same all powerful and all seeing God watching over.
The same God watching over when when abuse is carried in his name. If he truly exists or is it just a concept created to explain power and fear.
And at times it feels worse, the same God we are told to is holy and merciful can seem like the real abuser in life dressed in holy sacred robes and religion
A thug in the sky, dressed in holy veils!