Category Archives: Christadelphian

‘It’s not About Theological Correctness’

The Power of Redemptive Love My story with the Christadelphians centres round the fact that in 1994 I ‘married out’ to a Christian whose doctrinal beliefs in some areas are not quite the same as my own, and as a … Continue reading

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I’m Not an Angry Atheist, Merely a Disappointed One

I was born in the winter of 1972, first son to two teachers. My parents and my grandmother had been instrumental in the setting up of an ecclesia, purchasing and converting an old mill built on the edge of a … Continue reading

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I Chose The World

A round peg in a square hole …… where do I belong and what is my purpose for being? I grew up feeling like a round peg in a square hole. For me, this was probably the primary reason I … Continue reading

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I’ve Made a Better Choice

My Dad became a Christadelphian when I was 4. We’re from Washington DC, and his whole family was Catholic. My parents were a big drug infested mess when I was born, so I guess when my dad finally found the … Continue reading

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I Drank to Dull Pain

My father and mother were Christadelphians and had both been born into Christo families. My mother was the eldest child of 12. My grandparents on her side were hard out Christos – my grandfather even tried to start his own offshoot … Continue reading

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I Felt Like an Outsider

Throughout my life at school I felt like an outsider, not a lonely one (I did have friends, I just wasn’t popular) but a lucky one. Even though the children I sat next to in the classroom appeared happy and … Continue reading

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I’ve Never Looked Back

Like most Christadelphians, I was born into the community. My parents were and still are middle-of-the-road traditionalists. As I was growing up my Dad was a speaker and AB, my Mum was appropriately silent. We did the daily readings, learnt our … Continue reading

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