Why do you hate God?
I remember watching “God’s Not Dead” with my father. The entire film Kevin Sorbo’s character acted like the stereotypical atheist I had brought up in my mind. Complete jerk and dismissive of any information given to him. The protagonist though was super hard to root for. The arguments he put up for his stance that god was alive were uncompelling and weak at best. The climax of the movie is when the student gets Kevin Sorbo to admit that he’s angry at god. Even as a Christian I cringed very hard at this.
After my deconversion I’ve seen that this is something that some theologians believe. They think that we all have an built in belief in god and we all believe it’s there all the time. They think that atheists just deny that part of themselves, mainly because this god has failed to live of to their expectations. The question I would have for them is which god are we born with an innate belief of? There are literally thousands.
The point I’m trying to make by saying all of this is that, no I don’t hate god. I don’t hate god in much the same way I don’t hate unicorns, or fairies, or Santa Clause. I can’t hate something I don’t believe. Sure I’ve had some messed up stuff happen in my life. All that did was to help me see through the religion. I don’t hold some kind of grudge. I’ve found more peace in my lack of belief than I did in my belief.
Side Note: I’ve noticed a lot more readers lately (yay!) So I’m going to put it out there again that if you have any questions you’d like to see me answer on here please let me know!