I gave up Christianity, because you bothered me so much about it. For years and years, I tried so hard:
What?!!?? I never said that!
God (or however I am suppose to address you), I know that you are real.
From the time that I was a little girl, I have recognized you. Nothing has changed that. But my beliefs over the years have changed tremendously. I think that the predilection of so-called believers to try to define "God" to their own satisfaction is just wrong. You stay hidden from us for reasons that we are not allowed to know. You leave us here on earth to speculate, to make up stories, to philosophize, to fantasize.
I am left to examine my own experiences in life and try to make sense of them as best I can. Okay. I accept that, but I ask only one thing of you: that you allow me to live long enough to give it my best shot. I have a lot of questions that need looking at!
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