All of the religious people that are described are so thick-headed and stupid. Knuckle-dragging dunderheads incapable of rational, logical thinking. But I don’t think I see those qualities in most of the religious people that post at the SDMB. I can identify very easily with the thinking of the person who said that he is a Hindu, yet I am a Christian.
Many of you ascribe all sorts of values and characteristics to Christians that only a minority sub group of Christians have. How logical is that?
In looking over the lists of advantages that Sampiro and Boyo Jim feel that atheism grants to them, I didn’t notice any that I don’t also have.
Sampiro, yours are beautifully honest You can be so damned painful to read. And you do help me to think some things through. But the particular things you listed are not problems for me. (I have whole nuther sets of things to forgive myself for.)
I don’t believe in a petty God who keeps track of every infraction. And I don’t believe in a God who sends anyone to hell. I grew up with a very loving father who was kind and compassionate. That’s the way that I expect God to be. I’ve never understood the God of the Old Testament – just respected at a distance. But with the New Testament, it’s different. The same God, but a better understanding.
I’ve also had something that I can only describe as “mystical” happen to me a long time ago. It involved an intensity of feelings and change in perception with my senses. I’m aware that other people have these experiences – both the religious and the non-religious. They can be life-changing in that they show you other ways to think about possibilities.
It’s a little like having an extra sense that you don’t know how to describe to anyone else, but you only have it for a very short time anyway.
This sounds like absolute nonsense, but how would you expect it to sound if everything that I say is exactly the way I describe it?
jsgoddess, I know that I don’t know how you feel exactly. But I grieved deeply once and I felt like I kept running into a wall. I even when to a store that sold greeting cards so that I could browse through the sympathy cards for comfort. But I only cried when I was in the shower and the water relaxed me or I was in the car alone and driving to school. It was a terrible time.
One thing that did help was finding little reminders of him everywhere. There might be a sterling heart in a store window that said Forget Me Not. And I would think of the forget-me-not flowers I found on the day he died. Or I would find a penny on one of my walks and I would think of how he left coins in the street for a certain poor man to find. And all of these things comforted me.
I hope that easier days will be ahead for you soon.