Today, I allowed myself to be engaged in conversation by a Christian. It started out with some casual words on fabric and age but as she like my personality (I know, hard to believe), she HAD to mention how her life revolved around her religion—and she expected me to agree. Christians never suspect that I am not a believer until I tell them because, as one once told me, I am so kind and friendly.
When I told her that I was an atheist, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath; she did this several time during our conversation, making me wonder if she were going to faint.
I will spare you, dear readers, the details, but she told me that she feared for me, and I needed to believe because there are only two places to go after death. She asked me which one I wanted to go to and I told here there is one place we go: we just die and that’s it.
I pointed out the similarity of myths found in all religions and when she kept referring to deity as “he,” I asked her why--Why IS god a male? She looked surprised but tried to rally. She said god has no sex and when HE said “let us make humans in OUR image,” he meant a spiritual image. (I have heard that one before.) I explained the different names used by the Jews for deity and stressed that “Yahweh” is masculine and singular but “Elohim” is feminine and plural. Since Elohim makes the remark about “our image,” it was a female entity speaking to other females. She changed the subject.
I pointed out to her that there were two very different creation stories in Genesis and explained how they were different. She tried to go off on a tangent about something unrelated, but I said, “I was talking about these stories; what is your take on the differences?” She refused to come back to it.
There was much more said, but when I finally ended it, she said that she wished we lived closer (she has no idea where I live) so we could become “friends” and get together and talk. Despite her telling me that I was an interesting person, I KNOW she wanted to get together in order to try to convert me.
Nice lady, but no thanks: I can break down every argument she would give; I have heard all of them. While I don’t mind passing 20 minutes in Walmart, I am not willing to pass more time.
And what did she expect me to do? Fall on my knees in Walmart and exclaim, "Praise the Lord! You have brought me back to my faith!”
She said she needed to keep things “simple” and not research issues of Christianity or know about other religions.
I once had one of the christians at work tell me it was the end days because the moon was being seen n the day time and that had never happened before.
So they were not only brainwashed, but also spectacularly unobservant to that point of their life.
Gwen , you know they do not care about understanding their book ( or reading it for that matter).
They are in a deep trance from weekly hypnotic church sessions. The only "miracle of love" they get is from the staged interactions they witness.
If this pandemic has not
changed their mind,
then nothing will.
I have a good number of friends and family who are religious, and I'll converse about more thoughtful issues with them, but at a certain point I tell them that I'm not going to try to challenge something that means so much to them. They're good people, and they're good with this. I am, too.
But this one is another matter. She's following the cult playbook on recruitment which, of course, requires complete and total unquestioning submission - and ignorance - of it's members. The line I most despise is that they're worried about my eternal life. Like, if you were really concerned about my life, start with something practical like pulling the overgrown yuccas in my yard. It won't change my mind, but it will prove you're at least sincere and not trying to play me.
(And you are kind and friendly. )
When I was a Christian I didn’t want to hear other people experiences either. They are 100% wrong and I’m 100% right. I remember listening to an atheist who made perfect sense one time. I was starting to give respect to his thoughts and then my indoctrination kicked in. He was obviously influenced by the devil and trying to tempt me.. needless to say it’s all bs
I pretty regularly give a dollar to those at intersections panhandling. They usually say, "Thank you and god bless you!" and I always reply, "If only there were a god!" Your story kind of helped explain why I get so many puzzled looks when I say that. They see a nice and generous person and wonder where my horns are since I don't believe in a god. It must confuse them that a heathen atheist is so kind (I actually claim to be agnostic since you can't prove there's no god - can't prove a negative).
I agree with your every word here. Simple indeed. These people do feel that it is their duty to convert us and they seem to fail to understand that we were once where they are now. After a time we grew up. They want to save us from "burning forever." I have seen people planted in the ground. Are they burning forever? No, they are dead.
Actually, she might have thought she'd like to be your friend. We atheists tend to lean towards seeing the negative in theists and their conversion tactics, but I have a number of theists friends that their religion or my lack thereof is of no importance.
Maybe she thought you were a nice person, regardless of how pitiful you are to not accept and worship her God. (Yeah, there is always that.)