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oh man, that's a fantastic question! I grew up as secular as coud be. Religion was the furthest thing from my mind. I always believed in something bigger, but organized religion...I hated it.

But one thing led to another, I started reading more. Started following the history of the church and how it came to be. The gospels, the history of them.

I just couldn't deny it. As deep as I dug, my answers always led back to the bible and God. For me it was a case of just the more I learned, the bigger my faith grew.

I like this question.

I’m not Christian but I do consider myself a person of faith. Sorry for crashing the thread…but for me it comes from trial and error.

When I try to release the hate in my heart and trust in the universe I find that life shows its goodness (even though there is still ugliness in the world). I have too many inexplainable experiences to believe it’s all random