I met a really great girl the other day. She’s a sweet, good-natured person, and she’s beautiful on the inside and out. I’ve only known her for a few days, but I’ve already met her parents, her grandparents, her little brother and sister, her cat, and her pet fish. I’ve been talking to her on the phone every night, and I’ve even gone to church with her.
I think we have a real connection – the kind of connection I haven’t felt since I met my high school sweetheart – and that was more than ten years ago. Not to dig up a tired old fishing metaphor, but I think this girl is quite a catch, and she might even be a keeper.
I’m going to see her again this Saturday, and I can’t wait.
There’s one thing that I’m worried about though. Religion.
First off, let me tell you a little about my background. I’m a Roman Catholic, but my parents never really practiced, and I was basically raised without religion. That’s not to say I wasn’t raised without morals – I think my parents did a good job bringing me up to be a good, tolerant, kind, and understanding person. I try to follow the Golden Rule and treat others as I would have them treat me. You could probably go over my past with a fine-tooth comb and you wouldn’t find much to raise a fuss about – probably the worst thing I’ve ever done is make free copies of my CD collection for my friends.
I’m your garden variety agnostic/secular humanist, which means I have no idea if there’s a god or not. I’d love to believe there’s a higher power behind the creation of the universe, but I don’t think I could ever be certain about something like that. I think it’s important to be a good human being, not for hope of reward or fear of punishment in the afterlife, but because life is so precious and short, and every person deserves to be treated well and have a chance to live a happy, fulfilling life.
I’ve been through college, and I’ve always been fascinated by subjects of theology, philosophy, psychology, and sociology. I’ve studied Greek Mythology, Roman History, the Old Testament, the New Testament, Judaism, Islam, Hinduism, Buddhism, Taoism, Native American religions, and just about every major world religion you can think of. I’ve read works of Confucius, Sung Tzu, Plato, Aristotle, Augustine, Da Vinci, Machiavelli, Descartes, Kant, Kierkegaard, Nietzsche, Freud, Miller, and Marx, not to mention Charles Darwin, Richard Feynman, Carl Sagan, Isaac Asimov, and Stephen Jay Gould. I’ve studied Utilitarianism, Existentialism, Nihilism, Socialism, Objectivism, Classical liberalism, and modern conservative, liberal, and libertarian modes of thought.
And what’s the result of all this scholarship?
I’ve come to the steadfast conclusion that the human race still knows very little about many of life’s most important questions.
I think there’s a beautiful mystery surrounding life and our place in the universe. I think there are vexing questions that might never be answered, given the limitations of the human mind, the relatively narrow scope of the scientific method, and the innate fallibility of the human heart. I’m comfortable with this idea, because I don’t really need answers – I’m content to live a good life and be happy – and perhaps when I die, I’ll get to see what life is really about. But if not, I suppose it’s not such a bad thing.
I think many people are not content with such ambiguity, which is a perfectly natural aspect of the human psyche – we were born with curious minds, and I don’t think it’s right to suppress our desire for understanding. But unfortunately it means that anybody who claims to have answers to all the difficult questions is naturally going to develop a following, especially if those answers are emotionally fulfilling. That’s my theory of why there are so many religious in the world, and why 90% of the human population believes in some kind of higher power.
Anyway, let me cut to the chase. This girl and her entire family are devout Christians of the Baptist variety. They go to church every Sunday, they go to bible class, the hold hands and say grace at the dinner table, and they pray to god every night before bed. I’m pretty sure they consider themselves “saved” because they have accepted Jesus Christ as the son of god, their one and only savior, and their path to everlasting life in the Kingdom of God.
Needless to say, this is all a bit foreign to me.
Don’t get me wrong – I have nothing against the Christian faith, and the last thing I’d ever want to do is take something so important away from such a special girl. I’d go to church with her every week if it would make her happy. In fact, I enjoy church, and I tend to agree with about 85% of the sermon anyway, because I believe that the Christian bible (along with many other great books), contains a lot of wonderful lessons on how to conduct a virtuous and fulfilling life.
But I’m worried that she might have a problem with my lack of faith, and I’m worried that she might have her sights set on “saving” me somewhere down the road; and the fact is, I can never be saved, because I believe that, if there is a God, and if human beings can establish a personal relationship with Him, there is no single “correct” path to salvation. Jesus Christ is just one of many channels.
Above all else, I believe that a person’s actions, not their particular set of beliefs, is what ultimately determines whether or not they are a good person, and if their is a day of judgement, I hope that I won’t be faulted for trying to keep an open mind and being honest about my doubts.
I’m also worried that since she comes from such a drastically different upbringing than mine, she might not understand my point of view, and she might not respect my beliefs in the same way that I respect hers.
I suppose I could pretend to be “saved” for her sake, but I value honesty too much, and I don’t think I could live with myself if the words from my mouth don’t match the convictions in my heart.
I’m not exactly sure what kind of advice I’m asking for. I know I need to discuss all of this with her – soon – even if it means losing her. Because if I try to avoid the subject, it could end up causing a lot of heartbreak down the road.
So I suppose what I want to know is this: Has anybody out there had successful relationships with people of different faiths? If so, can you offer any words of advice? Caution? Assurance? Am I foolish for even pursuing this girl?
Thanks.