aussieguy55 wrote: Turning agnostic. Belief in God? Tsunamis ? earthquakes? Drought? Seems God does not have much to do with us?
Good questions. I'm lost as can be without Mormonism. I fell hard. So hard, in fact, that I just don't discuss it with members of the church, because honestly, I don't want to shake anyone's faith and have them go through what I went through. Let them have their blissful ignorance for all I care. I even regret telling my wife, To be honest. Now, she's as lost as I am. by the way, it's pretty damn easy to shake the faith of your average church going Mormon. I just hate doing it.
aussieguy55 wrote: Just like to ask folk here. 1 Are you sure there is no God? 2.Can you be good without God? 3.Do you fear death?
I remember losing my faith in Mormonism and feeling my heart sink into despair. However, at one moment I remember thinking, "but I still want to be good." I had an actual holy ghost moment when I thought this, and remember thinking, "well, there must be something. Why should I be angry with god because some a-hole con-artist made up a religion and I was dumb enough to believe it?" I don't fear death. I fear pain. I'm pretty wimpy when it comes to pain.
aussieguy55 wrote:Early in my life I lost my Dad when I was 9 in a fire and my mother was mentally hospitalised for a long time. Do I put it down to just "sh** Happens or did "God' have a plan for my life? Since then I have 4 daughters and 6 grandkids. I fear for them in what kind of world they will live in. I am 73 and these thoughts often occupy my mind. I got this far without any major disease or war in my life. What now? I watch a British comedy called Waiting to Die.
I share the same fears about my kids, brother. I totally understand.
I don't know if there is a god. I DO know, however, that I have ancestors. They may or may not still be out there, in spirit form, or whatever. I think I need to do my best to honor them. I like to imagine that they are really out there, with me, and sort of my guardian angels. Might be stupid, but it comforts me. My father was in a coma once, and the only thing he remembered was seeing all of his family and loved ones, some he knew and some he never met in this life, who were all around him. I've heard a few stories like that, and it gives me peace. I hope I don't disappoint them too much if that's the case. I'm part Scandinavian. I'm pretty sure some of my viking ancestors are already disappointed. I'm such a wimp, and I have never pillaged a village, though I HAVE downloaded a ton of pirated ebooks and movies. :-p