So, today I go to my mailbox and see a fat envelope waiting for me, hand addressed. So, I examine it and see that it's from my parents. I open the envelope to see the small stack of papers which comprise the letter. The seventeen page letter. My mother wrote me a 17 page letter detailing why it is I should believe in God. The irony maks me laugh a little, but you won't get it until I explain a little more.
See, my mother and father had always been extremely liberal when it came to the subject of religion. Their personal idea was that it was more important to have a rough idea of something related to faith, but not to become a true "believer" because beliefs become rigid, and impossible to change. They also start to build defenses which are eventually used to attack something else. Their philosophy was similar to that expressed in the movie Dogma. This was the sort of religious climate I was raised in, which allowed me quite a bit of liberty to read about, learn about, and even participate in a number of different religions through an unbiased eye.
However, my mother and father began attending a church about 1 year ago, and it's almost terrifying how much they've changed. At first, my mother went solely for support since without me around due to school, my brother having moved out, and my dad working when he's not in the hospital, she's lonely. Fair enough. But seeing the way a church operates to draw people in is like reading a chapter in my social psych book about methods of exploitation and persuasion. She seemed a gullible candidate, and they appealed to her through low ball and foot in the door techniques. She needed a wall rebuilt on the side of our garage, and they came and did it. They then asked her for a pledge during their fundraiser, and she obeyed. Now she is working as a sunday school teacher, and goes to church on a nightly basis. She works tirelessly to get people to attend her church (because now even other Christian churches are evil). Even so, I'm more glad for her that she found a place to call her home away from hom.
I am not, however, glad that she seems to hate herself for allowing me religious freedom as a child. It makes me sad looking back at the times we would have theology discussions about different religions, and how they all had forms of validity and similarities. Now, if you attempt such a thing, she merely dismisses it as heretical BS opposing the "one true faith." That's something which also bothers me - her calling Christianity the "one true faith." There are quite literally thousands of different religions in existance. How can you know that if there is one true faith, that it would be yours? For all we know the one true faith could involve worshipping an invisible pink unicorn. Just because your religion is one of the "big three" doesn't make it correct - far from it. History is marked by times when the majority was wrong, just ask Copernicus.
But it doesn't bother me nearly as much as getting a letter telling me how much of a dissapointment I am to her that I don't accept that a carpenter who got hung on wood like a few million other people by Romans in antiquity was some sort of divine savior. It upsets me that religion, and her church, have clearly sucked her in using techniques no different from something you'd learn in a basic sales and advertising class. Now she seems to be one of those militant "bible bashers" that people talk about, and even make fun of. It's pathetic to me, and incredibly sad.
Now don't get me wrong, I don't see anything wrong with religion. It can work miracles, and the positive effects it has are tremendous. I personally just cannot see it as more than a fairy tale which gives life lessons. If you want to take it as your life's cornerstone, that's fine. I respect that and its your right. I won't even belittle it by calling it stupid because it's really not. But why can't she respect the fact that I choose not to? Why is my desire for freedom from religion wrong, and not considered to be freedom of religion?
I guess I should really get on with the point of this post... I'm sorry for rambling, but this has really been bothering me most of the day. People debate whether freedom of religion also entails freedom from religion. I personally feel that it does. Just as one can state that "even nothing is something" and justify it, and as one can state that zero is a number and justify it, I feel that a lack of religion can be considered as a provision of "freedom of religion." I feel justified that I believe I exist solely because the right sperm got to the egg, and now I'm here. I accept that when I die I will cease to exist in all forms. I just can't accept having someone who told me all of my life to have an open mind suddenly tell me that everything I've always believed was wrong. It kind of creates some dissonance.
So, what do you guys think about the freedom of/from religion debacle? Do you think that one side of the issue is more forceful in their actions than the other (ie: my mother crying that I don't have faith anymore in an attempt to guilt me into going to church with her)? Is one side more underhanded? What are your general opinions on what happened?
Try to keep this from becoming a flame war, I'm posting more to vent my frustration/sadness/anger than anything else. I'd just like to see your opinions on things.
Edit: fixed some errors, will re-edit tomorrow when it's not 6 am.
Edited, Wed Dec 8 06:30:24 2004 by scubamage