By skyforbes 
I didn’t expect answers that challenged both my logic and belief.
I’ve been paying for ChatGPT since it came out.
At first, it was fun — grammar checks, rewriting emails, polishing my rants. I’d ask it to make things sound less angry (without losing the bite). It became a quiet assistant, then slowly, something more: a thinking buddy, a mirror, sometimes even a digital punching bag.
See, I’m a pretty curious person. I ask questions — annoying ones, difficult ones, late-night existential ones. I read. I debate. I wonder. And eventually, I started training ChatGPT to follow me down those rabbit holes. It started helping me brainstorm work templates, analyze datasets, and structure documents. But then came the deeper stuff.
I’m on a personal journey — not a productivity quest, but one of understanding. Of meaning. I’m a person of faith, and I believe in God. I pray. I ask. I feel. And yet… my mind demands more. Not because I doubt, but because I want my heart and logic to stand in the same room, nodding in agreement.
So, one night, I asked ChatGPT something I’d been circling around for a while.
“Based on theological reasoning, logic, science, history — all of it — which religion makes the most…