My name is Rose. I am 15 years old and a newly proclaimed Deist.
A few weeks ago in my Humanities class, we were learning about the Enlightenment era and les Philosophes. And when my teacher reached the foundation of Deism, everything just clicked: it was a balance that had finally been struck between my scientific nature and my desire to know that there was something out there. And, sure, it could be God. Just not necessarily the formidable, frightening Catholic God that I had been originally raised with and was familiar with.
And really, I'd always basically believed in Deism, anyway--but learning about it in greater detail just sort of helped clarify and seal the deal.
All the original fathers of the Enlightenment are my philosophical idols, now--they had the right idea all along. And doesn't it feel great to know that an opinion I'd always felt to be true in my heart was shared by some of the greatest minds in history? You bet it does.
I'm not sure if I was the only student that had been so profoundly affected by those lessons, but I was more than likely the most grateful to have learned them. I just hope more kids like me can one day learn about Deism and realize that the old idiom is true: Great minds do, in fact, think alike.