I don’t get it.
I mean, I get that people need to feel as though they belong to something. Everybody does. We’re social beings. And I get that some people need to believe in something or else why are we here? (More on that later…)
But what makes you walk through life so blindly? Without ever questioning anything? Or if you question, accepting that when questions go unanswered by religion, blind faith is the answer?
Why disbelieve science and research in favor of a book written hundreds and hundreds of years ago then translated then edited then translated then edited then translated then edited ad infinitum? The history of the bible is more fascinating than the book itself, so why not learn it?
If god is so perfect, why is yours imbued with imperfections (jealousy, anger, judgment, wrath and hate, to name a few)? Why do you make god in your own image?
And what’s all this about “saving” people? Your religion is the only answer? There is only one answer and everyone must find it or be condemned to hell for eternity? What about people living on remote islands or on top of mountains in distant countries where christianity couldn’t possibly reach? Are they going to hell because they never “accepted Jesus Christ as their personal lord and savior”? What about people who believe in other things just as fervently? Is yours the only way? If not, why try to force it on people?
Why are you people so afraid of gays? How could two people loving each other possibly affect you? It’s love. You may not understand it because you’ve never bothered to try, but it’s love, and it doesn’t have anything to do with you.
Where is the list of bad words you shouldn’t say? Does god really prefer “a-hole” to asshole? “F-you” to fuck you?
Why is alcohol bad? Gambling? Music? Sex? Etc?
Why to answer these questions will you look to a preacher/priest/pastor? Why not think for yourself?
I say these are rhetorical questions because I already have the answer: you’re scared. Scared to look inside yourself, scared of being human, scared of messing up, scared that you’re not as perfect as you’d like to be, scared you aren’t enough as you are, scared, scared, scared…
So is everybody else.
I write this post not out of anger toward christians, but because I genuinely don’t understand why these questions aren’t also raging in your minds. Or if they are, why you ignore them.
Life is so much better when you’re not scared all the time. Look inside yourself. Travel. Go outside. Climb a mountain. Get to know people you would otherwise condemn (gays, muslims, feminists, atheists, etc.). Become familiar with other cultures. Get to know people and get to know yourself. Live.
Then I have a feeling you will find god. Not in a stuffy church or dusty old book, but in the eyes and smiles of other people and the warmth of the unfamiliar.