I was an atheist growing up, actually more of an anti-theist, I hated Christians and anything to do with religion. By my early twenties I was suffering depression with manic episodes and suicide was my way out.......so I thought. I was at a stage of giving up and the oldies had a Bible lying around so I started to flip few some pages and I dunno what really happened but I just got on my knees and broke down asking this God I didn't believe in to make himself real to me if in fact he were real.
Now I guess I had a God moment, was just out of this word, just a peace washed over me. I'd been battling mental illness for a number of years and I hadn't experienced anything like this before and it was like the weight of the world had been lifted off my shoulders. Can't really explain it. Anyway within 6 months I was off my medication and been free from depression for the last 18 years now. Maybe I went from one mental illness to another according to some atheists but I'll gladly take the second one.
I still despise a lot of what the Church has become, we've wandered far off from Jesus teachings and traded it for power and our own greed, Coming from an atheistic background I still had a tonne of questions, I still have a lot of questions and I keep asking and seeking and I try and live out the 2 commandments the best I can but I still screw up a lot but getting better. No different to lifting really, you take small steps to where you want to be.
Anyway, thought I'd throw a different view out there, not asking anyone to believe, that's your choice to make.
P.S. The universe is 13.8 billion years old. Surprising how many atheists I speak to don't even know what they believe
