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For the past several years, I’ve shared a thread on Christmas about the implications of Jesus. Last year’s is below.
This year I want to get personal about my unexpected journey from ardent atheism to faith that shook the foundations of my life and changed it forever.
Everyone's journey is different and if what I'm getting ready to say seems ridiculous, I get it. 10 years ago I would have said the same thing, and probably less tactfully.
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From a young age, I’ve been curious about the big questions.
Why am I here? What’s the point?
I can vividly remember sitting in vacation bible school as a young kid thinking all this talk of Jesus and His blood made no sense.
But, everyone else seemed to be into it and they had tasty snacks, so I might as well roll with it.
At 9, I told my mom I didn’t believe in God. We were driving by Carl Richard's bowling alley in Joplin, MO. My little brother in the back seat started crying.
On the topic of faith, I'd say I finished high school confused but curious.
I took religion classes in college, all of which were taught by atheists or agnostics.
As I started law school, I became obsessed with money and achievement. I got into reading “new atheist” authors and quickly adopted their condescending views of religion and faith.
This year I want to get personal about my unexpected journey from ardent atheism to faith that shook the foundations of my life and changed it forever.
Merry Christmas!
— Brent Beshore (@BrentBeshore) December 25, 2019
Today, my family and billions of others celebrate the birth of a poor refugee who taught for three years, died disgracefully, and changed the world forever.
If you\u2019re confused by Jesus, as I was for a considerable time, I\u2019d encourage you to study him. pic.twitter.com/6GimdnZS1c
Everyone's journey is different and if what I'm getting ready to say seems ridiculous, I get it. 10 years ago I would have said the same thing, and probably less tactfully.
---
From a young age, I’ve been curious about the big questions.
Why am I here? What’s the point?
I can vividly remember sitting in vacation bible school as a young kid thinking all this talk of Jesus and His blood made no sense.
But, everyone else seemed to be into it and they had tasty snacks, so I might as well roll with it.
At 9, I told my mom I didn’t believe in God. We were driving by Carl Richard's bowling alley in Joplin, MO. My little brother in the back seat started crying.
On the topic of faith, I'd say I finished high school confused but curious.
I took religion classes in college, all of which were taught by atheists or agnostics.
As I started law school, I became obsessed with money and achievement. I got into reading “new atheist” authors and quickly adopted their condescending views of religion and faith.