I was raised in a Christian home, but since according to some all children are born atheists, I think I can share my story. My story is not one of dramatically coming to God, but rather a process of being slowly drawn in. The other thing about my story is that I did not grow up in the US. I grew up in Australia, which is a much more secular country. Here, the assumption is generally that people are non-religious unless proven otherwise. Even just going to church puts me in the minority amoungst my peers, and pretty much always has. So if anything the societal pressure for me has been pressure away from religion, not towards it.
When I was young my parents took me to church, on the basis that going to church was what the family did, and I was too young to be left alone in the house. Generally the churches that my parents went to (we moved house a few times) were middle of the road churches that were filled with older people. For myself as a child this made church very boring, because there was a lot of adult stuff like sitting and listening, and not much fun stuff for children. So I didn’t like going to church when I was little.
When I got a little older, and was able to be left alone at home, I stopped going to church. Basically I just refused to go and my parents didn’t want to force me. I did go occaisonally out of a sense of obligation to them, or because sometimes they bribed me. At this point though it wasn’t so much that I was an atheist, more like an apatheist. I was apathetic to the existence of God. All I really knew was that church was boring and I didn’t want to go.
Then when I was about 14 my parents moved house again, and we started going to a church that actually had some young people my age. So I started going along more often because it was less boring. I also started to form friendships with the other kids there, so that going to church started to be about seeing my friends.
At this time I believed in God in a general sense. I might have always believed in God, even in my apatheist days, but now I can’t be sure. Two of the reasons that I had (although I wouldn’t have called them this at the time, obviously) was the moral argument, and the argument from contingency. The moral argument because I could not see how morality could have any meaning in an atheistic universe. Morality is really about what should be, and requires that the universe have some purpose. If the universe was just existed, then there is no particular way that the universe should be, and therefore there is no way to judge between the rightness/wrongness of different actions. It’s not that I thought that people who didn’t believe in God were immoral, or that they even really acted all that badly. Simply that on atheism morality is a meaningless concept. Therefore where non-religious people talked of morality or made moral distinctions thet were simply being inconsistent with their own worldviews.
The argument from contingency was basically framed in the sense of “where did the universe come from?”. I was never a “young-earth” creationist, so it was never for me about biological life. It was really the question “why should anything exist rather than nothing at all?” I thought that the universe had come into existence at some point (that is what they taught us at school, with the big bang), therefore something needed to be there to cause it to come into existence. That to me was obviously God. Probably my take on these arguments was not teribly sophisticated, as I was still a child after all.
Then when I was 16, I moved into actually identifying myself as a Christian. Part of that was intellectual, but again part of it was relational. I had been on some Christian camps and met other young people who I thought were cool and that I wanted to be like them. I think also the way Christians related to each other really impressed me. Christians seemed to be more caring of each other generally than just average kids at school. That is not to say that there were no jerks in Christian circles, or that Christians were in some way perfect. It was more that the average of Christian behaviour seemed more kind and considerate than the average of secular behaviour. This probably impressed me because I was not really “popular” in school. I had my own friendship group, but we were all nerdy science/computer types who were down a few rungs on the food chain, and we knew it. Also, none of my school friends were serious Christians. A few came from church families, but they themselves weren’t really church people. My friends from church were in different year levels or in different year levels, so that made it hard for us to hang out.
The intellectual argument that convinced me to take Christianity seriously was the resurrection of Jesus. Looking at the gospels as at least historical (ie: not inspired) accounts, I could see no better explaination of all of the facts than Jesus really did rise from the dead. Sure there were a lot of “ad-hoc” theories that could explain bits of it, but the only comprehensive theory in terms of explanatory power was the theory that Jesus did rise from the dead. Of course that had all sorts of implications, that Jesus was God and that Christianity was essentially true.
I expect that the atheists here will scoff at this, but about this time I also started experiencing something of the presence of God in my life. It is hard to explain, but God become much more real to me. Instead of God being “out there”, God began to feel much more close to me. I could feel the influence of God in my life, and also I could see God at work in the other Christians around me. This for me is my own personal experience of God. I don’t expect anyone to believe in God based on this, nor do I want to say that if you do what I did you will experience the same stuff that I have. I merely mention it because the thread is about why theists think the way they do, and for me this is an important part of my story and one of the reasons that I think Christianity is true.
By the end of high school, even though I had identified as a Christian for a few years, I still didn’t have a good handle on Christian theology or what Christians actually believed. Part of this was because in my church there wasn’t a lot of systematic teaching of Christian thought. After high school I went to university, where I joined the “evangelical” Christian club on campus. These are a group of Christians that take the same attitude to the bible and to Christianity that they do to the rest of their studies. Christians sometimes get portrayed as “anti-intellectual”, but there was nothing anti-intellectual about these Christians. Again because Christianity was in the minority (especially true at university) then they had to be engaged with the intellectual culture around them and present Christianity to that culture.
Hanging out with these guys taught me a lot not just about Christian beliefs, but also about practical Christian living. Because I had moved out of home to go to university, it was a big time of reflection and deciding for myself what I actually believed. It also convinced me that Christianity is a consistent, coherent and livable view of the world. Although I think I already had faith, they added to that faith knowledge and in doing so helped my faith to grow even more.
Now today I am still a Christian and involved in a local church. While I was raised by Christian parents, if anything I think I am more conservative theologically than my parents are. I didn’t just adopt the same beliefs as my parents, nor was I “brainwashed” or “indoctinated” into Christianity. In terms of atheism, to be honest I don’t think atheism is very likely. If someone could show me conclusivly that Christianity was false, then I would probably still believe in God, just in a non-Christian sense. I like exposing myself to people giving other points of view, and trying to work out how other people think. Nothing that I have seen of atheism has really made me think that atheism may be a more likely option.
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