The saga begins, part 2

When I went to school my parents let me choose do I take ethics or Christianity lessons. I took ethics, of course - it was a habit in our family, my elder siblings had taken ethics too. And I really didn't got why should anyone study something called "religion" as that term was completely strange to me - in mature age of seven.

Even laws state that we have freedom of belief it is not so to us who are not Christians. I could give piles of examples how it was to be non-religious kid in school where most teachers were Christians, and very narrow-minded ones even.
Not to mention what kind of freak I seemed to be most people when they found out that I don't belong to any congregation.

The saga begins, part I; early childhood.

I think that I have to tell about my childhood family and my upbringing, and my family's history etc. to give some base to understand my views.
I happen to believe that our upbringing affects in a way or another to us, no matter how much we want to deny it.

I've born into a non-religious family. Both of my parents had been members of evanchelic lutheran church in their childhood.
In my mom's case her father separated from it because of few personal disagreements between him and their local pastor. And as far as I know, my father left church because of my mom. I'm not sure though, as I can't remember. And I don't think that it is significant anyway.

We celebrated Easter, and Yule (Not "Christmas", as it's Christian holiday) as others did, our reasons just were secular.
For me Easter was always celebration of spring, and Yule was celebration of coming light, as it's timing is what it is. (I have to admit that I was in school when I realized that for example Yule really is religious holiday to some - and in this case, to majority in this country.)

Religion never played any part in our lives. And I have to say, that it was a happy childhood in that way compared to those experiences of Christian people I've heard of...

In fact I've prayed (more like talked with God, that is same thing I do nowadays) when I was a kid. My problem just was, not my non-religious family, but that image of God I had got from surrounding world. World of evanchelic lutherans. (I'll tell more about how Christianity clashes with my beliefs, and why it was never an option, but back to business...) My God was wrong to them as I saw it. My views of God were so different from the beginning that I just kep on wondering, and denied God's existence.

And now for something completely different.

..originally I created this blog just to be able to comment to one person's blog, but I found usage to this.

My primary blog is more or less about love and interpersonal relationships.
And sooner or later there seem to come day when I may need another blog. This is it.

This will be blog about converting. "Pagan's" long way trough denying gods to finding G-d, and finding that religion which I agree with.

And that was the easy part. I'm only in the beginning of my journey, as my conversion will take years.

When ever I'm able to begin it.