We Dont Choose Christianity

Most African Children are born into either Islam or Christianity. I happened to be born into a Christian community. At the age of 3, I had already heard about Jesus and God. Later on in primary school, I was fed with the intricacies of the Christian religion. I had mastered the lineage of Noah, Moses, Abraham, Lot, Joseph, David and all those Characters who formed the bedrock of Christianity. I always looked up, imagining the white haired old Caucasian man looking down at me, protecting me, and wishing the best for me as I was taught. It even greatly baffled me that he was doing the same for every other person, even the Eskimos at the poles.

It was said that his love was greater than any other, even my own mother's. All he wanted was for me to accept him into my heart, to praise and worship him all the days of my life. Well, I found this very easy to do, and I yearned to be close to him, to be under his protection and to experience his amazing love. I especially loved the energetic songs which we sung in school, songs that talked about his power and might, his love, and the vanity of life without Jesus.

Stories of clergy men involved in illicit affairs would surface, and we would be told that Satan had a hand in it. Sometimes it would be a man of God sleeping with another man's wife. I would hear the adults say that he had stolen "honey". It seemed to me that Satan had a very sweet tongue and a formidable force. I hated and feared him at the same time.

I have been an adherent of the bible up to my adult life. But something happened that made me raise questions, and the more answers I get, the more I realize that I had been holding to something that is doing more harm than good. I will expound on my finding in bits 

 

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