What age did you stop believing in god?

Personally I don't think I ever really believed. I loved listening to my grandfather read from the children's bible but I never really believed in God itself. I think I came to the conclusion when I was about seven maybe? Probably later, as I doubt I could really consciously come to that conclusion at that age. :-)

Otm - also, not everyone starts out by believing in god: some people come to believe in god later in life. And some never believe at all.

um...i'm not saying that's not true! but the way this question is phrased suggests that religious faith is something to be "grown out of," and i think that's ridiculous.

Bob, so how did the first person came to believe. ;-) I'm kidding, I know you said "not everyone". ;-)

I've mellowed a lot since I got married and got older... I don't really like to talk about my (dis)belief anymore as 1 it always seems as though I want to fight (which I don't) and 2 I really don't care what others think of my atheist beliefs nor what I think of them. Well, I do, but it always ends up in a verbal fight and I hate that. It's not worth it.

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I promptly scoffed and gave up at that point, and I had been pretty into it. I just realised it was for poor reasons (friend networking and thats about it).

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If you no longer believe in god, and have now become an atheist, what age did you stop believing in god

...seems a bit unweildy to me.

My prediction is that God will beat out Santa Claus on 'age believed in ubtil', but lose to 'welfare state' by a narrow margin.

I have not believed in God for a long time, but I think I was pretty agnostic until I went to New Zealand, which was such a wonderful, beautiful place and so full of natural processes in action that it just plained knocked any desire for a higher something out of me and I realised that there was nothing more beautiful than the accidents that brought all of this about. And that was a great feeling.

I believe I may have been in a bus on the way to Akaroa at the time. My atheist epiphany. I am very proud of it.

i ws raised in a fairly agnostic family, parents never went to church unless grandma was over and wanted to. over the course of the last month or so ive realized i think i actually do believe, to a certain extent. im still getting a grasp on it but i think its more in a deist sense

what about people who have never believed in god just saying why or maybe something about their attempts to try to believe in god?

i never believed in god and my maternal relatives are all irish catholics. so rule out environment. i tried to believe a few times when i was young because friends used to go to social church stuff and they made seem kinda fun (WRONG), and i tried a couple of times in my late teens because i really dug religious imagery of saints. still do. I just couldn't convince myself. to me its akin to convincing yourself the easter bunny exists. its a really hard thing to do. i am the queen of denial but this one i just cant pull off.
i still consider myself a catholic and will defend catholicism to the end but thats not about god. its about real people that existed that did extraordinary things (saints, yo).
god, to me, is what people use to a) to keep themselves in line b) to feel like they arent alone c)to explain what we cant explain yet d)to have something to believe in e)to have a reason for life other than procreation. all very good reasons to live and let live because who doesnt need a-d every now and then.

I'm more of an agnostic than an atheist - because just as nothing has proven to me that God exists, nothing has proven that God dosen't exist. But I basically find myself not caring either way, it's just not something I spend any amount of time thinking about.

Still, it wasn't until I was about 14 that I really started to question what I actually believed in. There was a time, while I was working this all out, that I decided to only say the lines in the Nicene Creed ("We believe in one God, the Father Almighty, maker of heaven and earth...") that I could actually get behind with absolute certainty, and I wound up being silent for most of it.

Then there was the Mass where the visiting bishop made some anti-homosexuality remarks, and I left the church angry and frustrated. Fortunately, all of this led to my parents abandoning the Catholic Church (which they later admitted they had taken my brother and me to just to provide us with some religious education -- for which I'm thankful) -- and for a couple of years late in high school, we went to a Unitarian Church instead, but not with as much regularity.

I've never considered myself an atheist, though in those initial years of wrestling with my beliefs, I was somewhat disdainful of organized religion. In college, though, I met some friends who identified as Christians but were liberal and intellectual and could defend their belief system way better than the kids I grew up with, and this made me a lot more sympathetic to religious belief in general. And for the last few years, I've been attracted to the notion of some kind of universal guiding principle, though I wouldn't call it "God" because of the connotations that term has. It's probably safe to say that I've always been agnostic.

god is not a thing then whats with the 'He' and 'Him' and we're made in his image.

because if you want to say god is the universe, the energy of the universe, the science of the universe, i can get behind that. i wouldn't be calling it 'god' though. unless i was in a 12 step program.

http://www.philosophersnet.com/games/whatisgod.htm

these are all still things! it's a slippery point, we can only orient ourselves to Being through particular beings, through our almost empirical experience of things, but this never accounts for the possibility of the things themselves.

what are the conditions of possibility for science, a universe, energy, etc?

why is there something rather than nothing? why anything at all?

we can't answer these questions, and to attempt an answer to to automatically orient ourselves to particular things in the universe, of which, i think, god is not one.

Mother and child with magazine
Into a story, into a dream
Why is there something instead of nothing
And how is the asking built into the hunting?

Do you believe in MGM endings
Everybody's coming back to Xmas for Texas
Folks who've watched their mother kill an animal know
That their home is surrounded by places to go
(and the west has made a deal with the sun).

My life at home very day:
Drinking Coke in a kitchen with a dog
Who doesn't even know his name.
Oh right it could've been anyone
Grass rabbits grass rabbits grass rabbits grass rabbits grass

Nobody cares about a dead hooker
Looking like one, standing for money
Life finds a limit at the edge of our bodies
A stranger begins wherever I see her.

Let's live where the indoors and outdoors meet
All the kids in the commonwealth are free.
Every morning you forgive me, every evening you relive me
And the pattern itself is what you give me
(the morning has cut a deal with the east).

Like like the the the death
Air crickets air crickets air crickets air crickets air

like in Mark 9:24 where some man says “I believe; help my unbelief!”