Hi everyone, I'm John, age 23, living in Manhattan (for now). I was raised Catholic and became an atheist at K-State after learning some basic things about psychology, philosophy, biology, and physics that made religious belief impossible for me. I like discussing these matters with religious people (since I'm surrounded by them), because religious belief interests me, but the Christians I know always change the subject or get angry when I bring it up. Or they just send me a Lee Strobel book and pretend that's the solution to everything. Anyways I'm here to verify that I'm not the only sane person in Kansas xD and to fend off intellectual boredom
Hi, I'm Grace. I recently moved back to Kansas after 21 years in the South. It's great to be back somewhere a lot less religiously oppressive. I'm a Washburn graduate and last spring I finished my masters at West Virginia University in spring 2010. I'm married with two daughters who are missing all the snow we get in WV.
I live in Leavenworth and as a disabled vet it is great to be so near a base again. I don't think I've ever seen so many officers in my life! LOL! I love being near to Kansas City and am looking forward to seeing all the sights and enjoying all the benefits of living in a larger community. Although, I will always love WV (not so much the rest of the South), I am really enjoying all the conveniences of living 20 minutes from Kansas City.
Congratulations to our new Dads!
I'm Shelah, 50 yrs of age, US Navy Veteran and work as an avionics electronic technician in the town of Olathe. I live in the Mission area and my youngest child is in high school. We have been here 13 years since leaving Florida.
I'd say I was born to an atheist family, though my mother and I went through a New Age faze in the late 80's to mid 90's I'm ashamed to say.
I still remember the first time I heard the word (name?) "God"... age 5 and mom was pregnant with my sister and I asked her where babies come from.... "God helped your daddy put him in my tummy"! "oooh", I said, "who's God"? I don't remember what she said (and she's gone now) but i do remember the look on her face. The only time I ever saw my father in a church was at a chapel in a funeral parlor.
I went through phases of going to sunday school or church's overseas when my dad was stationed in Japan when I was 8 to 12 yrs old. I'd listen to the english speaking missionaries sermon(s) through the headphones (translation into Japanese) and even let them baptize me (I was eight then and thought it neat to be dunked in that pool they had behind the pulpit), however, I do recall how I always felt sorry for them because Jesus failed. lol, kids, eh?
I did go through an angst around the age of 12 or 13 because this "god" that everyone was insisting was going to "speak to or touch your heart" well, "he" never did.
I've never had faith (but I did have chickenpox, twice! ..and measles once) even though I looked and looked for it. I don't look anymore, though for awhile there I thought maybe I just didn't get that "faith or god" gene... skipped a couple generations perhaps, but, it doesn't look like my children have "gotten" it, (caught it?) either.
My daughter earned a full scholarship and refused to attend college in Kansas (that whole evolution thingy ya know) so she's in her last year at Tallahasse University. My oldest boy is stationed on ship in Japan and like his mom (and grandpa) has "none" on that "religion line" of his dog tags.
Now that mothering is winding down I am working on paying more attention to politics and societal pressures (I quit watching TV during the Geraldo fiasco in 1990) and I'm really shocked how:
I seem to be way behind the times.