I already know my phone is going to be filled with notifications and missed calls once my aunt sees this. Sorry, Cynthia!

I always thought I would be submerged in my religion and my beliefs. As a kid, I was raised in a Christian household where God was who we prayed to and believed would answer our prayers.

So as a kid, I followed what the adults would tell me. I believed in something that I've never seen. I was in the children's choir and the I was on the praise team. I bowed my head during prayer and I prayed to God because I wanted to see if he would actually answer.

The older I got the more I learned that there were people out there who had different beliefs, who worshipped a different God or gods, and those who didn't believe in religion at all.

At first, I questioned the individuals who didn't believe in God why. I did a little research about those who had a different God or believed in multiple gods. I couldn't understand why they didn't believe in the same being as I did.

In school, I learned about the different religions and what they were called and some of their history. So I kept believing even though after a while, my parents stopped taking us to church or at least didn't force me to go.

Once they started teaching you more and more about God along with all of the trouble going on in the world, you begin to question why God allowed those events and troubles to continue on. It starts that doubt sitting in the back of your head as to whether or not God truly exists.

So when my parents died, some would understand why I questioned him a bit more. It's weird not having parents. Not having a secure place to go back to and know that the ones who took care of you are still there to provide and serve as a place of home.

Fast forward towards the summer after high school graduation and my best friend and I are discussing Christianity and God and everything under the sun. We're sort of on the same page about being a Christian. She kind of brushes it off more than I but we still question religion a lot.

I say that I am a Christian and that I believe in God and his son Jesus. I haven't read the Bible (I can't get past the first couple of pages in Genesis). Yet I still pray whenever things get really rough and there are some behaviors I find myself acting out that I have been taught to do. I listen to some gospel music.

So I could place myself in that in-between category of being a believer. I question whether or not I should listen to the bible because in essence it was written by man and yet we are told not to trust the man. They also tell us that God told this man what to write and yet how do I know that some of the things in the Bible wasn't based upon this man's point of view. I sometimes question God himself because of the fact that I haven't seen him and because I myself haven't experienced what others have when they say they know God is real. So am I wrong for questioning what was forced upon me as a child? Would I still be a Christian if I was given the chance to explore other religions or would I be a nonbeliever?

Also, the Bible supports the fact that women are inferior to men. When I gave the scenario of who gets fed first, your husband or your children, I got received different answers. So when I asked my aunt, she brought up the fact that the Bible says that your spouse comes before your children and if one were to go based off that then the husband would get fed first.

I question my religion and the Bible mainly based upon what I've seen and experienced and I still use it time to time. Christians are the first ones to judge and say one sin is bigger than the other so that one sin is going to send that person straight to hell. That honestly makes no sense and then religion is intermingled with the government (which it's not supposed to be) which makes creating and passing certain laws extra difficult.

To those questioning, keep questioning. While I'm not the best person to listen to about it, questioning does result in answers and can aid in figuring out what to believe.