I met this woman, D, on the first day of college. I didn’t expect to make good friends at the hokey orientation activities, but four of us really hit it off. We stayed friends through college. We stayed friends throughout our first grad school degrees, and then when we each individually became disenchanted with our first career choices, we all stayed friends while we got our second grad degrees.
It’s been six years since that point. And, although we don’t see each other as much as we used to, we all still keep in touch and visit once or twice a year. But D and I have been drifing for the past two years. She got married at that point. I thought most of my perceptions of our growing apart were from the change in our relationship due to the marriage. We talked about it, many times. I gave her the space she needed to devote her life to her husband. I decided this week, I needed a little more from her. I told her that I wanted more email, longer email or maybe a call once in a while. I didn’t do this as an ultimatum, I told her that this is what I felt I needed to continue on with our relationship at a somewhat close level. My feeling when I wrote that email was basically, “I’m frustrated. I need more contact with you in some form. If you can’t do that, then our relationship will change accordingly because right now this hurts me too much to give and get very little in return. I’ll still be your friend, but the quality of our friendship will change.”
She wrote back. Come to find out, it’s not the marriage or the impending baby-making or the demanding job that have been preventing her from connecting more fully with me. It’s that she’s accepted Jesus Christ, God and the Holy Spirit into her life. And I haven’t. And so she can’t share the most important thing in her life with me because I’m not Christian. And then she asked if it were possible that instead of being best friends, maybe we could be Christian friends.
I wanted to cry.
We’ve talked about each other’s faith before. I was born Lutheran. My family wasn’t all that religious to begin with and gradually drifted away from the church when I was still in single digits. I’ve explored how I feel about various religions and have decided that the thing that comes closest to encompassing what I believe in is Unitarianism. I feel that all religions and philosophies that try to elevate human spirit or give hope are essentially different flavors, but they’re all ice cream. Yes, the human universe is a big Baskin Robins 32 Flavors for me. I also believe that a force great enough to set creation into motion, in whatever form that took like the Big Bang or many little bangs of contraction & expansion or just planetary evolution, is far too great a force for humans to fully delineate. God is by essence undefinable.
Anyway, as you can see, I have my beliefs, and she knows what me beliefs are. No, they’re non-traditional, but they are still how I live my life and see the world. And now, my best friend is asking me to become Christian to maintain some semblance of connection with our relationship. I know I’m not going to become Christian. But I don’t know what I’m going to do about this situation. I don’t know what I’m going to tell her when we talk next.
I’m sure some of you have had similar experiences. Could you share your insights? Thanks so much in advance.
If this should be in IMHO, Mods, please move it. I wasn’t sure…