When my son died I was still a believer. In fact I clung to that belief because of the promise that I'd see him again. But one day when I was feeling particularly grief stricken and was calling God names I was told by a 'good' Christian that by speaking in that manner I was condemning myself to Hell. Over the years and through many traumatic events I have insulted and cursed God on many occasions. If he's truly omnipotent then he should have broad enough shoulders to take my curses. If he's not then, tough.
Now I'm agnostic. The belief is too ingrained to give it up completely (yet) but too much has happened in my life to believe in an all loving, omnipotent God.
HRT - Starting for the first time at age 66.


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