When you recognized you're agnostic, did you continue to join community worship, or did you stop going? Why did you choose to either continue to attend church or stop attending church?
I've been a soft agnostic (after reading about the difference between soft versus hard) for the past 20 years or maybe a few years shy of 20. There was no "day" that I suddenly lost faith in believing in the teachings of my youth-raised as a Methodist as a child later changing to Presbyterian as a teen by choice. The questions remained with me for years turned into doubt, but I remain a searcher of truth, all truths not just my own.
Admittedly, I first went to church because I was forced to go as a kid. Maybe not initially, but during the time of a rebellious stage I went but against my will. It made my mom feel good to go to church, and to take us kids to model a life based upon being grateful. I was lucky to not have been exposed to a church that mostly promoted the fear of God, although some of that was instilled in the message at times. I rejected the idea that anyone should do the right thing out of fear of punishment as a teenager. It just doesn't make sense that goodness needs to add a fear factor in there. In my mind, adding the threat of hell only forces certain people to do the right thing which takes out the whole "true goodness" element all together...kind of like when I was forced to go to church and was physically there but mentally/spiritually not the case. The underlying motive of one's actions always matters.
People attend church for various reasons, but you're right to imply that mostly churches are full of believers. Some go to enjoy the community, some go to sing and feel uplifted, some to listen to the message- particularly when it's a charismatic minister who inspires others to live a good life and do the right thing, some go to "feel better" with various personal reasons involved. I started to wonder why I was there because I'd found various outlets to experience social connections, effective ways to help others, and various ways to express my gratitude for life and for my life.
My parents and life experiences taught me to be grateful for every single thing that comes along, not out of fear of retribution by a vengeful or as some say just God, but because it's the right thing to do. People shouldn't need an outside entity to do the right thing. Yes, we have prisons that are meant to deter crime, but many prisons reflect high recidivism rates regardless. Good people do things for others in need all on their own, try to always consider the feelings of others, and do what they can to help make the world a better place however they can.
In answer to your question, I was still going to church when I lost my belief and felt like an imposter. I've never accepted the OT as coming from a loving God, a Creator of life to give the gift of life and rule with an iron hand doesn't match up. I consider the OT to be allegorical stories, and most people of that early time period needed these strict type of stories to encourage living "under the law of God" as opposed to living "under the grace of God". We're still basically primitive, continuing to use might/wars as a means to settle things is proof, but back then people needed moral guidance just to act right and treat their neighbors fairly.
I continue to have, like most curious types, many questions that were never answered to confirm the existence of a Creator-although I realize that's where faith comes in and I fall short. I'm open to accepting all new information as it's presented. There's a ton of new information just on the horizon, information that we at the current moment cannot even predict. Now that we've developed the tools (better telescopes appropriately placed and working in unison) and going back in time witnessing the birth of stars (which blows my mind completely, and I would imagine pretty mind-blowing to many well-versed in science as well) who knows what truths will be discovered in the near future. Knowledge is reportedly doubling every 6 months-amazing!
Sorry to be so long-winded as I'm not good at being concise. The origins of life is something I think about almost daily. Thank you for your post
