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The Case For (And Against) Religious Conviction

Sorry, but the title should read, “The Case For (And Against) Being Spiritual.”

That said, I believe in a higher power. And, I’ll admit it, to some, it makes little sense.

But, I do!

And, I do because it “grounds me,” and make me feel like life is more manageable.

It also helps me to occasionally dream of a better life—one that escapes me (to some degree).

Yes, it is illogical in a number of respects.

So, I do see why many people do not have religious convictions (or spiritual beliefs rather).

But, I’d like to know more if you’ll share.

Can you live well without spirituality? Or, what does spirituality look like for you?

7 thoughts on “The Case For (And Against) Religious Conviction Leave a comment

  1. I have various issues with organized religion. But in terms of spirituality, I’m a fairly logical person, and I haven’t seen any evidence that there is s higher power, so it’s just not something that’s ever become part of my worldview.


  2. I believe because I experience every good thing as being a miracle, after having been chronically depressed for at least twenty-five years. When I was depressed, I also believed, but it was much less fun, even though I trusted that things would get better, in an oblique sort of way.

    Things got better, or I just got older or better medicated, or both.


  3. I think that’s great that your spirituality helps you. If one is religious/spiritual, I think it is a great tool to use in dealing with mental health issues, although of course it’ll rarely be enough and won’t always cure you as some people seem to think.
    My religion is very important to me as well. I was raised Catholic, my family on both maternal and paternal side is very religious for the most part.
    I went to a Catholic boarding school (founded by nuns) for the blind, and although there wasn’t any fierce fanatics or creepy sadists or other things like that that media like to highlight in pseudo-Catholic schools, being in there discouraged me from being religious for many years. Mostly because I didn’t like the school overall, couldn’t adapt in there despite being there for a decade, I didn’t feel good there at all and had a lot of difficult experiences, didn’t want to have anything in common with it, be like people in there, and so I sort of treated anything that came from there as evil, regardless of whether it was positive or negative objectively. No one was very rigidly forced to pray or attend services or anything like that, but there was a big accent on it, and the way the religion was manifested in there mostly clashed with my personality big time. I started to associate religion and God with school and I decided that I didn’t want to be religious anymore, when I was a teenager. I think it was my rebellion against my life situation in general and that I felt helpless in it, and I felt very lost and wanted to find my own way to cope with all that.
    So I started to consider myself an atheist, even though technically I wasn’t, because deep down I still knew that God exists, I just chose to ignore him. Instead, I became very interested in things like astrology, Wicca, occultism, lucid dreaming, out of body experiences and was listening to Doses – binaural sounds that are supposed to alter your brain waves and change your state of mind so that you feel like you were high on drugs – to find an escape and soothe myself and deal better with my daily life. And I lived like that for some time, and while some of those things did bring me temporary relief, at some point I had to admit that, overall, they actually made me feel worse not only mentally, by mostly exacerbating my anxiety, but also made me feel worse spiritually because I didn’t feel true to myself and felt even more lost, now also in the spiritual sense.
    But I only decided to change it after I left the school, when my brain couldn’t cope there any longer. I had one lightbulb moment (or some would probably call it an inspiration, perhaps it was) that made me change my worldview dramatically and practically in no time, but it would be too long to write about it in length. In any case, I decided to “re-convert” to Christianity, and I managed to see that religion and spirituality – even for people who have exactly the same faith – can look different for many people. And even though there was nothing wrong with the spirituality in my school, it didn’t work for me, but the spirituality of my family is something I can find myself in and relate to much better, and I wanted my own relationship with God and the relationship to my faith to be more similar to my Mum’s or grandma’s relationship.
    I still struggle a lot with my spirituality, because I often feel disconnected from God or experience some other issues that can be frustrating, and I think in large part are rooted in my mental illness, but overall, my religion and that I can always reach out to God and that he cares about me and that I can trust him makes me feel better and helps me maintain some meaning in my life.


    • It’s a lifelong situation, both mental illness and religious conviction. At least it has been for me thus far. Whatever it takes to give you some semblance of hapiness/peace, I say! Thanks so much for commenting!


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