[Reposted from 2010]
Bonjour God! Let's have a little chat! I respect each person's right to believe and to worship in any manner they feel most appropriate. I also respect the right of each person to modify their beliefs throughout their lifetimes as they grow, learn and become more enlightened. For many of us, religion was introduced to us as a child and what we learned from that exposure was what our parents and religious leaders felt we needed to know of God and the mysteries of life and death. Most important, I respect anyone's right to non-belief...a life free of rules that everyone breaks because THEY ARE SINNERS! Okay, so life can't be completely free of rules, but it can be free of some of the senseless guilt and shame.
As children, we were expected to accept certain things that can't be explained because "God works in mysterious ways" and "when God closes one door, He opens another." Questioning God was frowned upon and if a person harbored any doubts, that person was expected to do so in silence. God wasn't a topic of debate! Some people developed a deep faith as they grew up and it has given them great comfort at times of sorrow and loss throughout their lives. Some people believe God answers prayers and that He never turns his back upon His faithful. They believe He never gives anyone more than they can handle. Those people seem to be able to accept anything that happens without questioning it. And then there's people like me...
What I learned as I grew up was that "God" has many faces and names throughout the world. As a child, that confused me. Perhaps that confusion acted as a catalyst for my exploration of various religions without finding one that truly fits. You see, I've always fallen short of allowing myself to believe in the existence of loving, merciful God who allows some of His most faithful to perish in pain and suffering. I have no problem believing that some greater force than myself is responsible for life as we know it, but I'm afraid that's where it stops. I simply can't give that credit to some supreme all-powerful being who allows the unpredictable acts of Mother Nature, the epidemics that sometimes scourge mankind and all the other major boo boos everywhere like wars, accidents, disease and hunger just to name a few? Why would a God, any god allow those things to happen?
I've really tried to envision some omnipotent being sitting plugged into a gigantic database that constantly oversees all things everywhere throughout the entire universe and it quite frankly blows my mind and makes me laugh. I know what many religious people think and say about people like me. Trust me, I'm not writing this so any of you will leave me mini sermons on the virtues of Christianity and the need to be saved. I'm just having a momentary hard time watching the news and wondering if a merciful and loving God is alive and well and living on the same planet I call home then why is this planet in such peril? Surely, there isn't some obscure Bible verse that says blessed are the nitwits for they shall inherit the Earth.
Logic and reason has always kept me from finding the essence of God because for me the concept of God is anything, but logical or reasonable. Taking a leap of faith to me is like walking off a cliff and expecting not to plunge to my death. Throughout my life whenever I've had questions regarding various aspects of the Bible, no one has been able to adequately give me answers that make sense. For example, if incest is wrong and most everyone knows it is, then explain Adam and Eve and how the world was initially populated without telling me it's JUST a story. NO! NO! NO! The word of God is infallible and who are we to say that anything written in the Bible is JUST a story? It seems like there's no real consistency in God's plan except doom and gloom. There's too many loopholes and excuses for God's complacency and absence.
I've always been a "show me" type of person and quite frankly, I've never been shown any proof that God truly exists. I've been told to just open my eyes and to look at the world around me. When I do that, I gain no enlightenment. The majority of what I see makes me sad. I don't know exactly what it would take to turn me into a believer. The parting of a sea perhaps? World peace? Eradication of disease and hunger? All I know is whatever it is, it hasn't happened and I'm not holding my breath waiting for it to happen. To the world, I say, "c'est la vie!"
Sometimes I feel awkward when in the company of religious people because I have nothing to contribute towards their Christian fellowship. Sometimes I don't know what to say when someone asks me to pray for them or for someone else in need. It's an uncomfortable feeling at times being the odd man out. I never seem to have the right words to let anyone know I'm with them in spirit and thought, but that I feel praying is a bunch of hogwash and a waste of time. I can only imagine telling that to someone and the reaction I would get in return. Instead of an intervention, people would plan an exorcism for me. Get your bells and holy water together! We're giving Mildred an exorcism! Now, that's what I call fun!
When I was younger, I yearned to fit in with everyone else. I wanted to be able to see what they saw
and feel what they felt. Now, fitting in is about the last thing I want to do. Tolerance for heathens everywhere would be nice. Real heartfelt tolerance of anything different would also be nice. Instead of preaching and passing judgment so quickly, shouldn't everyone be living proof of what they believe and desire in others? Shouldn't people lead by example? Don't just talk the talk! You need to walk the walk! All I know is that life has taught me that compassion and true empathy plant the seeds of brotherly love so much quicker than negativity and judgment does. And in my garden, my paradise the seeds of love have been planted long ago and the weeds of nitwits are pulled up quickly before they can firmly root and spread.
Note to self: Mildred, stop writing posts/revising old posts when you can't sleep! You tend to ramble!
Whoa I thought there would be lots of comments on this one! Well you know me! I do have a deep faith in God.And I'm not ashamed to say it. I say THAT because I think there are alot of people who are. Without sounding preachy....:) You know God is alive when He lives in your heart....I for one am thankful for His mercy to this world we live in and His forgiveness to me....Love as always your openess and nonjudgmentle additude....Your friendship means more to me than you will ever know.
ReplyDeleteMy dear old friend I love that you have such a deep faith. It makes you who you are and you're a beautiful person both inside and out.
DeleteYes I read blogs.
ReplyDeleteOkay! So now part a sea or zap me with lightening...anything??? Do anything so I know you're out there.
DeleteIn some ways it depends upon how you define God. It is certainly reasonable to assume that this planet was seeded long ago by a very smart alien, who being much more advanced than us would seem God like, but who could have died many millions of millenia ago.
ReplyDeleteWow! Some of these people who left me comments are no longer blogging...2010 was a few days ago!
Deleteoh, fuck god...in the ass...sans lube.
ReplyDeletebring it on god squadders!
do you believe I was once a Sunday School teacher. Yeah, wrap your mind around that one.
Sorry. what I meant was, God is Great. God is Good. Let us thank Him for our food. Blah blah blah. Yada Yada. In Jesus' name we pray. Amen.
You a Sunday school teacher? As the prophet, Steven Tyler once said, "shit fire and save the matches, fuck a duck and see what hatches!"
DeleteMargie, we have some thick roots there, kiddo... afterall not many people can say they're still friends with someone with whom they got expelled from 6th grade. Geez, I still can't figure out why you were always getting me in trouble! I'm sure glad at least one of us finally straightened up!
ReplyDeleteDear Anonymous God: The devil made me do it!
Laoch, yep, some smart alien spread his seeds here and then over time we all got dumbed down!
Jnuts...he lives! Wow! That's some confession and mine to you is that not only was I a girl scout leader, but I was a Brownie leader as well. Amen!!!
what? no campfire girl leader?
ReplyDeleteI was a Girl Scout leader...does that count?
DeleteI don't think they have Campfire girls here in Pensacola...So how did you get wrangled into being Sunday school teacher?
ReplyDeleteThat would make for a great post (hint! hint!)
Deletehohoho - as a doctor, I sometimes play God.
ReplyDeletelol...I bet you do! Maybe I should start praying to you.
DeleteMildred: I wasn't actually wrangled. I was young, still under the influence of the big guy in the sky...and my mother, who felt that if I couldn't devote 2 hours each week to church, I didn't really need to do fun things during the week. When an opening arose, I felt it would be fun...win points with God AND my mom. Little did I know how truly horrible young children can be. I had second graders. Nasty, spoiled rotten little bitches, all.
ReplyDeleteNow, you need to go into more detail and confess who got duck taped and had their lips stapled together.
DeleteUr-spo, that's cool just as long as you don't "play" doctor.
ReplyDeleteJnuts, and to think we were once second graders, also...were we nasty, spoiled-rotten, little bitches too? NAH! I was good until I got corrupted (I know you believe where I'm going with this) around the age of 11. Now, I have "old friends" who read my nonsense every now and then and they might have a little different memory of the corruption thing, but it's late and if I want to say I was corrupted, then screw it...I WAS CORRUPTED! That's my story and I'm sticking to it until I decided to confess.
Eight years later and I'm sticking with the story that I was corrupted! Margie or Linda, if you're reading this refrain from commenting!
DeleteI love this. You write it so well. I still have a tendency to think of myself as a Christian, but am lapsed and all kinds of open-minded and questioning. I really think the fundamentalist may tell God he has to throw me out of heaven if I get so fortunate as to make it there. That's okay though I am used to being bullied and treated as an outcast. Thanks for being so open.
ReplyDeleteJo Ann, we are who we are. Believing is great but if you don't believe that's cool, too. Hopefully, all those who have ever treated you as an outcast get a just payback. Karma can be a real bitch.
DeleteJoAnn, I'm so glad you decided to write about this topic on your blog. It was well-written and I could tell you had given the topic a lot of thought. You needn't ever have to worry about being bullied or viewed as a outcast around here. We're all just a happy group of misfits, so join the crowd!
ReplyDeleteJo Ann, do you still have a blog?
DeleteIt seems I am VERY late to this post.
ReplyDeleteI am without religion. And comfortable with that. I may be wrong (again) and will find out in the fullness of time.
However I do get more than a little vexed when people tell me that I cannot have ethics without religion (specifically Christianity).
My mother told me that I couldn't be a vegetarian because I don't like brussel sprouts. She was also wrong.
You're never too late! I just felt like doing a repost to get my mind off "things". Believe it or not, I've been having some major anxiety over the whole Donnie situation. So the next few days leading up to my birthday, I think I'll ramble on about religion and my escapades with it.
Delete"The Weeds of Nitwits" would make a great book title! Like "The Grapes of Wrath" but about religion, LOL!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the suggestion. It made me laugh and actually would make a catchy title.
DeleteSuch a great post. Sounds very much like me. I am not religious even though I grew up in a Christian home in a Christian community. You didn't question anything; you followed and believed. That didn't work for me so I left it all behind. Most of the people I know are still on that path and although it's hard to be different, I wouldn't have it any other way. I respect whatever people want to believe as long as they don't bother me with it!
ReplyDeleteGood for you! To thine ownself be true...ALWAYS!
DeleteI don't know if there are any gods reading blogs, but I'm pretty sure they're on the book of face... people post peremptory orders, er prayers, to god all the time.
ReplyDeleteI was raised in the craziness that is religion. I escaped a long time ago.
Ami, you sound like a real smart cookie! I definitely respect a person's right to believe whatever they choose to believe, but I reserve the right to consider them bat shit crazy! :)
DeleteThis post brings back way too many memories. As they say, "I can't. I just can't."
ReplyDeleteI know this sounds insane, but I once taught Sunday School. What a mind fuck, eh?
And I'm still waiting for you to write a posts all about your adventures as a Sunday school teacher.
DeleteMaybe on my deathbed.
ReplyDeleteYou certainly don't coerce easily!
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