I was recently introduced to WordPress and shown how to blog for a website I was editing. It sounded fun, so I thought I might give it a go and see what happened.
I’m sure if you’re reading this, you either know me, are lost on the internet, or are mixing me up with my cousin (I genuinely have a cousin called Benjamin Chang. It was abysmal planning by my parents). If you are in the latter two categories, greetings! I’m Ben; I’m a medical student at UCL.
From Atheist to Christian
I don’t follow blogs much, so I have no idea how people usually start blogs (or indeed what people actually generally write). So I thought I’d write a little ramble of a story about a teenage atheist called Ben. This is the story of what brought me from a position of skepticism about all religions, to the place I am now- an outspoken Christian. This was the biggest change in my life to date, and so it seems a nice place to start my gander into the blogosphere.
Many Christians’ testimonies involve either: some growth of desire for a higher purpose, some unexplainable event that led to a hunt for God, or a sort of gradual realisation of God. My story is dissimilar to all of those. I was brought from Atheism to Christianity by a little thing called: evidence.
From a young age, I never liked being told what to do- by anyone, but particularly by my parents. So whether it came to homework, socialising, sports or tidying my room, my default setting was always “the opposite of what they tell me”. Unsurprisingly, this mentality crept into my view of religion. I grew up in a Christian home, and I have been going to church since before I can remember. However, from a young age, I began to doubt the stories my parents had taught me and my Sunday-school teachers had made us sing about and re-enact in stupid homemade costumes. In some regards, I became an atheist as a child. I was rarely condemning or mocking of religious people. However, as a wannabe scientist, I found it tricky to work out how anyone could believe in anything, without hard empirical evidence. God seemed to be the epitome of this- an invisible, inaudible, unmeasurable, indescribable God seemed to be totally empirically unverifiable. Therefore believing in Him, without evidence, or even the hope of evidence, was decidedly a stretch too far for me.
However, as you can probably guess, things changed. In my late teens, I started having the urge to look into the evidence for and against the existence of God. I started digging into recorded debates, lectures, sermons, literature and the like, aiming to look objectively at whether there was indeed evidence for Christianity, Atheism, or some other worldview. What I discovered totally transformed my life. After around six months of intense research I came to a crazy conclusion: the evidence pointed to Christianity! I found that the scientific, philosophical and historical evidence all converged on Christianity be the most evidence-based worldview there is. In fact, in the face of all this evidence, I slowly realised that it would have taken more blind-faith to hold onto my atheism, than to convert to Christianity. I remember looking up and basically saying to God “OK God, you win.”
Of course, a detailed account of the evidence that convinced me would take quite a lot of words (maybe another blog post for another time). So I won’t even attempt to give a summary now. Suffice to say, the evidence won me over. I couldn’t help but accept God existed, Jesus was the saviour of mankind, and my life was better in His hands than mine.
So that’s my story, and my first blog post! Thanks for reading!