The Election That Really Counts

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Recently I had a conversation that sparked my thinking about how to explain where I have gone “spiritually”. I use that word, not because I believe in the common religious notion that we are eternal spirits that supernaturally inhabit natural bodies, but simply to describe my ideas of what life is about. Then, I heard this statement. It comes as close as to congealing my thoughts as any I have encountered in recent days.

When I nominate myself and begin to make my meaning, I can’t then quote Scripture, the law, an opinion poll, expert evidence, tradition, or anything else as the reason for my life decisions. What I must say is, “I’ve thought it over and decided.” If you badger me about why I have made the decision – have made – whether to write a certain sort of novel, go out on strike, marry someone of a different race, or drop everything and mount a protest – I can only repeat myself: “I’ve thought it over and decided.” I have actually done more than merely thought it over – that is too simple a way of saying how meaning gets made – but it is a decent shorthand answer. I am happy to add, “It might be a mistake; who knows.” I am happy to listen to the opinions of others (if I am in that sort of mood). But I know that the decision is mine to make. I have nominated myself, elected myself, and that’s where the buck stops: with me.

Eric Maisel, The Atheist’s Way

Yes, that is what I have done. I made the decision to rescue my life and take it back to live as my own.

Awesome!

God Was On His Side… Really?

The headline read: ‘GOD WAS ON HIS SIDE’  Plane crashes into house; man sleeping on sofa, his dog survive

SALINA, Pa (AP) – A twin-engine plane slammed into a house in western Pennsylvania minutes after takeoff of Saturday killing two people, and narrowly missing a man sleeping on his couch with his dog…

This article appeared in the Aberdeen American News (Aberdeen, South Dakota) on August 8, 2010. The writer of the article credited divine favor for the man and his dog that seemingly miraculously survived this deadly plane crash. So in the writer’s mind God protected the sleeping man and his dog, while dismissing the lives of the two people in the plane.

Imagine how the family of those two people would feel reading that headline. Not that they would believe it, but the fact that such an idea is bandied about in our largely Christian influenced society, is a shame. When the dominate religion in a culture is filled with ideas that God is with some people and not with others, I guess you just have to expect such nonsense.

If we could, and I do mean “IF”…

ALL OF THE WRITINGS IN THIS BLOG have been my attempt to explain, as well as succinctly articulate, some aspect of my views in relation to, first of all, my exit from church and then from Christianity altogether.

Not surprisingly, many of my past church friends have gone to these writings to find out what the heck happened to Abraham. Some have commented, in more or less kind hearted ways, hoping to help me regain my obviously lost relationship with God. These comments have generated, in my opinion, some very stimulating and healthy give and take. This, of course, was my desire all along.

All of this has helped to further deepen my own personal conviction that human society as a whole would be much better served if we could come to a place of releasing our religious exclusiveness.

It is a growing concept in my mind that the “we have the truth” mentality is actually holding mankind back from the recognition that our greatest oneness is in the simple universality of our common existence.

The Christian, for example, cannot easily do this. And the reason has to do with the belief system itself. Although many Christians recognize their common heritage with other fellow human beings, they nonetheless hold to the belief that the true “brotherhood” is formed by their faith in Christ. Those who do not share their faith are by Biblical definition outsiders who need to repent. Therefore, “superiority of belief” is built into the very structure of the religion.

From what I know of Islam the same is true and maybe more so, depending on what particular sect of that religion you focus upon.

So… if we could, and I do mean “IF”… if we could manage to let go of our seemingly narcissistic need to “be right” or “to be on the right side” we might have a greater opportunity to develop an objective openness to the views of others. I happen to think that would be a good thing for us all.

Same Sex Marriage… The Real Issue

Many of us have observed with interest the recent “Same Sex Marriage” lawsuit/trial. Here is a video that I consider quite instructive. It is a Fox News video piece of Chris Wallace interviewing Ted Olson. Olson was the lead counsel representing the people suing the State of California against Proposition 8. Feel free …to comment after viewing. (There are two parts. Watching both takes less than 15 minutes.)

By the way, Ted Olson is quite an interesting person. He is a well known Conservative. He represented George W. Bush in the Bush vs. Gore court proceedings that ended up before the Supreme Court in 2000. Later he was President Bush’s Solicitor General, representing the White House in actions before the Supreme Court. His wife, Barbara Olson, conservative television commentator and lawyer who worked for Fox News Channel, was a passenger on American Airlines Flight 77 en route to a taping of the television show “Politically Incorrect” when it was flown into the Pentagon in the September 11 attacks.

People want to feel reassured that they are correct…

In a recent conversation another old friend from church told me that he was so tired by age and various physical ailments that he was asking the Lord to take him home. I had not seen this gentleman for a number of years and he had no idea of any changes in my viewpoint. So he was speaking to me right from his heart believing I would understand his plight. But as he spoke I had an alternative idea in my head, one that had the potential of changing the flow of our reunion rapidly and dramatically.

Although I can relate in some measure to the idea of being ready for death, I was well aware that his foundational belief is fully persuaded that he has an eternity ahead for him in the presence of God. Therefore, with his emotional state so sincerely close to the surface as we talked, I was not prepared, standing in the lobby of our business, to suggest alternate possibilities to his Christ-centered worldview.

Pharmacist and former evangelical Christian, Jason Long, PhD, writes, “The Christian is interested in feeling comfortable with his beliefs, not in dispassionately evaluating them. People want to feel reassured that they are correct in their beliefs, especially when there is a lot of emotion, personality, history, and identity at stake. If the Christian were genuinely interested in the truth, he would analyze the argument critically and thoroughly to see if it adequately addressed the points of the skeptical objection. But he is not questioning; he is defending.” (The Malleability of the Human Mind, chapter 3 of The Christian Delusion Why Faith Fails, editor John W. Loftus, 2010)

When I was the angel at the top of the stairs…

Recently one of my old church friends posted this photo of “yours truly” on Facebook. Yes, I know… it is one of my better looks, right? And I would not have even known this classic shot was still around except another friend saw it and tagged it. So when I had the pleasure of this vivid reminder of my “hook, line, and sinker” days in Christendom, the following thoughts came to mind.

Is he laughing or crying? Hard to tell.

Well, there is no getting around it… that was me. And, to be quite candid, at the time I really liked playing that role. My job was to give the hapless humans their verdict from “the book!” There they stood, supposedly newly resurrected and awaiting judgment at the foot of the stairway to heaven. If they were “in” they got the angel’s welcome and the heavenly music played. However, if they were unrepentent and remained woeful sinners to the end… well, it was the flames of hellfire for them with the devil and his angels licking their chops.

If there really was such a trumped-up character as “the devil,” plays like this one would surely be his heartless concoction. But no… it is Christians who like these intimidation tactics that promote fear and anxiety in the minds gullible adults and defenseless kids. Believe or burn. Nice.

So, while part of me can look at this old screwy photo and laugh at my ridiculous expression and git-up… my real reaction is to simply shake my head and say, “never again!”

Are You Better Now or the Same?

After re-reading a recent Facebook dialogue, I am reminded how challenging it is just to communicate and how the challenge is multiplied when confined to written thoughts. We cannot hear the tone of voice, the expression on the face, and all the many subtleties that help us understand one another.

That specific Facebook thread began when a friend from our church days asked this question, “Do you think your family is better now or the same as when you were serving the Lord?” My reaction to the question was that this was a sincere attempt on this man’s part to understand what has happened to some old friends… namely, us.

I think it is difficult to explain without a lot of very personal detail. And as such is not best served on the pages of Facebook, even though our attempts to do so can be quite fascinating. And alas, they can also be frustrating and even alienating.

For our own in depth reasons, Mary and I chose to depart from the church scene to which we had devoted ourselves for many years. And though our initial departure was fraught with feelings of hurt and anger, the ensuing years have brought a much more thoughtful objectivity to our viewpoints. The two of us have made a study of our experiences in order to have an understanding of what went wrong. And it should also be noted that our transition has not been a simple, black and white, “once we were in and now we’re out” mentality. Rather, the entire process has been one of “evolution.” One idea would lead to another. A further concept explored would broaden our comprehension of something else learned. And all of this process would deepen our appreciation of our lives together, motivating us to continue our “education” of the things that matter most to us.

There are many people who have only known us in the context of the Christian church. When we meet up with any of these former colleagues, whether on Facebook or in person, there is almost always some level of dynamic tension. I think I have some appreciation of this dilemma.

For me as a Christian, my entire perspective was defined by what I understood as truth from the Bible, church involvement, and my own perceived spiritual experiences. My encounters with people who had shared my faith, but had then walked away from that involvement, admittedly were few. But in every instance that I recall, I was sure they were troubled people who were running from God. And though I may not have known all their circumstances, I would wait to have my assumptions validated. Surely some kind of difficulty would befall them. I felt it would only be a matter of time and I would hear that they had gone through a divorce or some other major upheaval, thus revealing they were being “dealt with” by the chastening of the Lord.

I personally do not remember anyone who had “left the faith” and were subsequently happy and fulfilled after their transition. I had no concept that such a situation could possibly even exist. In my thinking, if someone “turned their back on God”, the temporary “relief” they may experience was undoubtedly due to the fact that the devil, having accomplished his first major objective (separating you from God), was allowing a false sense of peace to prevail in order to make you feel you had done the right thing. And now that Satan “had you” there was no need to trouble you.

During the first year or so, after Mary and I left the church, we marveled how unheralded our exodus seemed. No one from the church came after us. No one called us. No one “dropped by” to see what happened to us. We were, apparently, now considered persona non grata. For some reason, we had thought our twelve years of investing ourselves and our children at that particular church warranted some level of investigation, at least, from the leadership. We were, however, sadly mistaken.

In fact, this attitude of non-involvement from the church reminded me of something our ministry director back in the 70’s had taught us. At that time we were part of the leadership of a very close knit Christian mission community. And when someone, for some reason or other, felt impelled to leave the group without the permission or “sending” of the person in the will of God, we were told to leave them alone and let them go. We were not to pursue them or try to change their mind. The reasoning behind that instruction, though I do not remember this being openly discussed, was that the negative ideas or angry sentiments within these people who were “rebelling” were considered “contagious.” The devil had infected them and the director did not want that contagion spreading among the remaining faithful.

Such a mindset is still prevalent today. And while it may be just human nature to protect oneself from what appears harmful and threatening, when you add to the dynamic the influences of religious superstition, the resulting environment of suspicion and gossip is poisonous. That was the environment we abandoned for the sake of our own much needed mental and emotional stability.

It was in that state of need and desire to take hold of our own lives, that we began the process of transition. We never launched out to forsake God, Christ, the Bible, the Church, and certainly not our faith. However, that said, we did have a willingness to put all of our long held religious assumptions to the test, even though I am sure we could not have articulated it so clearly at the time. What we did know was that we were through with what we saw as unreal. Perhaps we were not too sure about what was actually true, but we were pretty sure the church scene we had been in was not.

Now here we are some three years down the road and someone asks, “Do you think your family is better now or the same as when you were serving the Lord?” My first reaction is, “No comparison… now is better by far!” However, if I just wave that banner, the chances are pretty high that I will not be understood. And I still want to try to be understood, especially by people still very much involved in the Christian world view of life.

So, why are things better now? I will speak for myself… I like being “me” without having to measure up to someone’s preprogrammed concept of what makes for a successful life as a human being. I found that pressure in the Christian mindset is not only personally debilitating, but actually locks us into a fantasy world born out of the mythological beliefs of very superstitious humans who lived centuries ago. I absolutely treasure my freedom from the strangely twisted ideologies woven from quite bias interpretations of the ancient Biblical writings.

For the record, I do not reject the Bible! Rather, I accept the Bible for what I can actually know it to be… a very old collection of copied manuscripts. It is undoubtedly one of the most important volumes of antiquity known to man. And while I am thankful for my exposure to those writings, I also think that decreeing them to be “the” definitive Word of God and thereby measuring everything else in life according to the Bible is a very grave mistake. By the way, the world of Islam has done exactly the same thing for quite similar reasons with their own exhalation of the Quran as the Word of Allah. Who is right? Of course, everyone involved will shout, “we are right!” (Mary has posted a very insightful quote from Sam Harris’ book, Letter to a Christian Nation, on her blog, Take Another Look)

Another aspect of my “better now than before” affirmation is the openness of thought that flows through our family. Mary and I no longer “preach” to our children what they are supposed to believe. They can think for themselves. They do not need outward authoritative standards to “keep them in line.” They are more at ease and willing to just be themselves without having to deal with what God or the church folks will think of them. The pseudo-spiritual behavioral taboos and standards of morality that were foisted upon them as pure and holy, in my opinion, were not conducive to forming honest personal identities.

Lastly, I want to mention the “…better now or the same as when you were serving the Lord…” idea. Most sincere believers are convinced they have found the absolute source of truth and life in Christ. He, to them, is THE WAY. As such, to believe in him and to live your life “for him” is synonymous with “serving the Lord.” The believer, having exchanged his old life of sin, has become born again and has his new identity imparted by the spirit and defined according to scriptural revelation. From this vantage point the qualities of “love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness…” are all considered “fruit of the spirit” and therefore are the exclusive inheritance of those abiding in “the kingdom.” For someone “outside” that dominion of exclusivity to say they are experiencing those same qualities of life, and yet not believe, is a contradiction not to be accepted. The religious mindset is sure something is wrong.

Here I must default, for now, to my own very personal, very subjective point of view… having been “in” and now being “out”… out is better.

Love is real and I know it in my life and family now.

Joy is more real to me now because it is not tangled up in the debate over whether we are to have “joy” or “happiness.”

I actually have greater peace now than I did before, mainly because I no longer sense the judgments of God looming over my life and the lives of my loved ones.

I find in myself a much greater reservoir of “longsuffering” for people of differing ideologies.

I am not always as gentle as I could be and perhaps may yet learn to be. However, when I am communicating with someone who is genuinely wanting to talk rather than straighten me out, I find gentleness come quite easily.

Concerning goodness … I find goodness is definitely not the exclusive territory of Christianity. I find reposits of goodness everyday in the hearts of both religious and non-religious people, believers and non-believers. It is just that goodness is less tied to hidden agendas when found in the lives of those who are not motivated by evangelism.

I Put Away Childish Things…

“When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.” 1 Corinthians 13:11

Yes, I admit it… I am totally taking a verse out of context to suit my purpose. Which, of course, is exactly what preachers do on Sunday, but without the disclaimer.

I am talking about living with religious beliefs as the guidepost to your life and worldview. I count that as the childish portion of my life that I have now “put away”. Life is much better without the imaginary invisible “presence” occupying my consciousness moment by moment. I am declaring to you, shockingly enough, that life is better without God!

Wow! That really sounds “infidelish” even to me. However, when you consider that I am not talking about “turning my back” on an actual real loving, caring person. I am merely “letting go” of an old idea that my imagination had transformed into the appearance of a real supernatural entity.

Someone might respond… “Well, that is very presumptuous on your part! How can you be so arrogantly sure there is no real God? Perhaps it is your own sins simply blinding you to the truth because you are rebellious!”

That is a possibility. But my answer is fairly straightforward. It all has to do with evidence. If we can assume some real position of objectivity rather than a defensive posture, we can look at the evidence and make our own judgments.

The evidence I am talking about has to do with any substantial proof of the existence of the God that is supposedly revealed in the writings of the Bible. Since I started my own personal experiment, which was to “live as if there is no God”, I have experienced zero evidence that would in any way whatsoever give me pause to consider my hypothesis wrong. Zero!

In fact, the mounting clarity I am experiencing is the nearest thing to proof of the non-existence of God that I could ever imagine. And the clarity I am speaking of has to do with having me and only me living in my very own mind.  I am telling you with emphasis… this is F R E E D O M!!!

So, I like my bible verse today. It fits perfectly. And I am happy to be totally ignoring the verses prior to it and also the verses following it. And though I am not asking anyone to believe me, if you are curious, run your own experiment. You might find new evidence for yourself about just what really constitutes “childish things!”

The Music Was Awesome…

Last evening we went to a wonderful concert in Lodi last night. It was put on by Delta College (the local community college) and was held at St. John’s Episcopal Church. I personally was thoroughly entertained by all the young people and their awesome musical talent (yes, especially our son, Chris, the baritone!). The finale was the full Concert Choir performing Requiem by Maurice Duruflé (1947). It was all in Latin, which was really great because I was spared having to deal with the actual meaning of the words.

Yes, I was spared the words such as, “Deliver me. O Lord, from everlasting death on the dread day when the heavens and earth shall quake. Thou shalt come to judge the earth by fire. I am seized with trembling and am afraid until the day of reckoning shall arrive and the wrath to come… wrath, calamity, and misery, a great and exceedingly bitter day, when Thou shalt come to judge the world by fire.”

I cannot tell you how completely grateful I am to be out from under the spell of this kind of ancient fear-mongering theology. This kind of vision of the future is born out of deep seeded, culture-wide superstition that was so integral to the ancient world… the world in which the bible was crafted. Human minds function much better without the dark spectre of an angry, vengeful God stalking them.

In short… Latin is the perfect language for biblical mythology.

Who Has The Final Say?

Who has the final say?

That is a question I heard posed recently. Who has the final say? Many say that would be God. Is that really true? Can you actually know that as a reality? Believing it is one thing. People have a right to believe whatever they want to believe, but believing does not make anything true.

I ask, why do we have to have someone with the final say? Is that how you live each day? Do you live and make all your decisions based on the idea that God has the final say? If that is how you live, it seems you surely must be compelled to discover what “The One” with the final say has to say, right? In that case, you must be living to fulfill someone else’s mind and heart, such as the one with the final say.

If indeed we have to have someone with a final say, I have decided that I have the final say. Oh no, I do not have the final say about you. I think you have that. You may or may not ever come to that conclusion yourself, but you might give the idea some thought.

I have decided I have the final say about me. And the funny thing is that my days are literally full of me having the final say, moment by moment.

What about ultimately? Is that a question you have? Who has the final say ultimately? If I were to return to the mindset that possessed my thinking for so very, very long, I would indeed be wasting this moment by chasing vaporous figures in a non-existent future, living for someone else’s dreams.

Yes, I said that attributing “final say authority” to an invisible deity and trying to live accordingly is a fanciful dream… a dream that I have gratefully awakened from. I may be yawning and stretching and rubbing my eyes… but the sun is shining and I am awake.

Believe what you will, but for me this awakening is oh so deliciously liberating. I shake my head in stupefaction that I lived all those years carrying on totally sincere communications from my heart to a being that I created in my own imagination. I cut him out of the pages of the holy book and made him the God of the universe. And he was quite wonderful… that is as long as I ignored certain oddities that the book presented. And if I could not overlook certain things, I could interpret them so as not to trouble myself with the contradictions. Of course there was the little matter of the relationship being totally one sided. Details, details.

So… there you have it. Another final say has been said. Rule your own mind. Live your own life. Think things through without having to conform to a book or someone’s ideas of what the book declares. You can read the book if you like, it is an incredible collection of documents from antiquity, but then put it back on the shelf. Go read another one. Learn what you don’t already think you know.

Who has the final say? For me, me. For you, definitely you.