Reading Stories of Faith at the Church of England (seems odd that a church can somehow be delineated by a national border) website it seems every example lists people finding and using religion as a way of getting over some kind of emotional stress or other.
Why are there no stories about people who are perfectly happy, with no problems in their lives, suddenly finding themselves talking to Jesus?
I'm looking for the story which starts, "I was tucking into a bacon sarny, doing the Times crossword, when..."
The Church of England are selling their faith as a solution to hard-to-cope-with problems.
But I'm not complaining. Religion, I think, is a quick fix for personal trauma. Which is a good thing because the alternative is (lengthy and expensive and with a dubious success rate) therapy.
Yes, there are plenty of people not dealing with trauma who were born into their religion. But you rarely find a long-term nonbeliever who suddenly finds faith without that person having just been through some bad times.
I have a friend (who I have known for 30 years) who suddenly converted after splitting up with his wife. It was quite a surprise. He always struck me as quite a rational person.
Then there are those say they can't tell their children the truth because the truth is too nasty.
So this is how the religion delusion persists: personal trauma leads to desperation (basically, a mental illness of some kind), which leads to the need to believe in fairy tales, which leads to raising your kids to believe in fairy tales.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Get Over It
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I was tucking into a bacon sandwich, reading the Daily Mail when it struck me. This is ridiculious. There must be more to life than this.
I went out and bought a copy of the Times, then tried the Independent and am now a happy Guardian reader.
It hasn't solved all of my problems but life is much more bearable now.
I used to be a Guardian reader. Then I realised news was free (online).
I guess I'm a classic case then--veteran turns to Jesus after Iraq. I'm not as cool as you.
Evidently, in your book-o-Christianity, Jesus is supposed to make you happy.
If thats what Christ came to do, He probably could have saved Himself the trouble and gave us all marijuana.
Why do you feel the need to put words in my mouth? Am I not saying what you want to hear?
"Why are there no stories about people who are perfectly happy, with no problems in their lives, suddenly finding themselves talking to Jesus?"
The reversal of that is that perfectly unhappy people suddenly find themselves talking to Jesus.
Can I not use my puny powers (far inferior to Simon's) of inductive reasoning?
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