I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I am a believer in the fundamental doctrines of Christianity.
The more I have read the Bible and studied the life of Jesus, the more I have become convinced that Christianity spreads best not through force but through fascination.
When I got older, I chose to look at Christianity as another myth.
Everywhere I go, everyone I talk with, everyone I think about - their salvation is what is on my mind. I love fellowship with Christians, but I can't become preoccupied with the pleasure of fellowship when I know that sinners are sinking into hell.
Being no bigot myself to any mode of worship, I am disposed to endulge the professors of Christianity in the church, that road to heaven which to them shall seem the most direct plainest easiest and least liable to exception.
Christianity is the greatest intellectual system the mind of man has ever touched.
In fact, I thought that Christianity was very a good and a very valuable thing for us. But after a while, I began to feel that the story that I was told about this religion wasn't perhaps completely whole, that something was left out.
Christianity is, I believe, about expanded life, heightened consciousness and achieving a new humanity. It is not about closed minds, supernatural interventions, a fallen creation, guilt, original sin or divine rescue.
I have a very deep religious belief.
I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.