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The Christian Faith Essay

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I didn’t come from a particularly religious, or irreligious, household. Growing up, there was no solid, undoubting spiritual framework from which I could base my life on. There was never any Sunday morning “rush-hour,” where we would all eat a quick breakfast of bacon & eggs before cramming into the car to go listen to a man, clad in white, preach & sing to us about a creator. There was never any youth-group, or summer-camp, or bible study. Not to any fault of my parents, of course - I just wasn’t raised that way. That being said, I was still told about God, the bible, and the things that entail it. Despite the fact that I was never really, fully indoctrinated into the Christian faith, I was still being raised as a Christian, and that’s what I identified as for the majority of my childhood. I was Austin Tanner Herz, the 3rd grader, the lego-fanatic, the comic-book reading, lunchable eating, bed-jumping extraordinaire, the Christian. Little did I know how much my religious identity would change over the upcoming years. As a Christian, I held Christian beliefs. I believed in the afterlife - that those who were “good” got to go to Heaven, and those who were “bad” went to Hell. I believed that Jesus died for the world’s sins, and that we all had an obligation to accept him. I believed these things because it was what I had been taught to believe - despite having no formal indoctrination, it was all I really knew. All of my friends believed it, probably for the same reasons I

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