I don’t believe in God anymore. And it’s no longer an angry, reaction to the piety and filth that fills the pews on a Sunday morning.  I just honestly do not believe there could be a God who acts the way you describe him. That people who don’t believe, won’t believe or can’t believe are created in God’s image, but destined for an eternity of suffering. I don’t believe, or won’t believe, and dear church, in part, I have you to thank.

I’m a bit scared of where my new path will lead, but I’m also relieved that I can seek to better humanity out of an honest desire to bring justice to our world rather than a burdened compulsion to slather empty evangelicalism on an unsuspecting crowd.

But just in case, if you’re out there god, can you hear me?