Spring. Rebirth. Growth. Light. Renewal. This is the time of year for beautiful, inspiring concepts.
It is also the time for some of the most important religious “holy days” in the Judeo-Christian tradition.
This year I find myself most depressed considering the religious holidays of Good Friday, Passover, and Easter. I grew up as a Catholic, had many Jewish friends, and still consider myself a theist. Leaving the church was a lengthy and painful process, and for decades I assumed that Catholicism just wasn’t for me. It wasn’t until recently that I started questioning how Judeo-Christian beliefs affected the underpinnings of our society in ways that aren’t always wholesome.
Certainly there have always been people of faith committed to a liberal way of living – fighting for social justice, emphasizing communal ideas and doing all sorts of good. Yet most have never stopped to consider how some of the core ideas of their religion might actually be contributing to the suffering they work to alleviate.
Consider the Passover story. God sent the angel of death to kill the first born infants of the Egyptians or of any Jews who were too lazy or hapless to apply sheep’s blood to their door frame. Think about it. God sent an angel to kill innocent babies.
Yes, the Jews were enslaved by the Egyptians and had every reason to strive for freedom and justice. No doubt about it. Yet as this story of the angel of death became part of our collective psyche, it is clear to see one reason why so many wars have a religious component. It is clear to see why “collateral damage” damage is acceptable when doing God’s will. If God is okay with taking the lives of innocent humans to achieve a legitimate goal for his “chosen” people, we can commit any violence as long as God is on our side.
The Christian redemption tradition is equally troubling. The belief is that an all-loving, all-wise and all-powerful deity became so offended by human beings who exercised the free will that He gave them, that He decided that all humanity would suffer in hell for eternity. All human beings condemned to suffer for eternity. Okay, He relented and sent His only son to be tortured and abused and killed, in order to atone for the fact that two humans had disobeyed His rules. Never mind that He had given them free will. Never mind that He had tempted them. Never mind that He is great and complete and loving. The only thing that would satisfy him is the blood of His child. Never mind, too, that only certain people were redeemed.
As these ideas crept into our collective psyche, violence became the acceptable remedy for all kinds of wrongs. Forgiveness can come only after retribution. Many people condone the death penalty. Many people practice corporal punishment on their kids. Many spouses smack their partner around to teach them to be better. And many of us accept violence against us as part of God’s will. His Son’s suffering wasn’t sufficient. Apparently, God wants us to suffer. We are told it is His will and that is somehow increases our mojo with Him. Christ got to return to heaven after his suffering and we are taught that the greater our suffering, the greater our reward will be in heaven.
Add this divine endorsement of suffering to the fact that humans who suffer violence have a tendency to inflict it on others, and we have a recipe for ongoing disaster.
Over the coming weeks we will hear these stories in synagogues and churches. We will hear them told as examples of God’s goodness and love and forgiveness. Good people will take them in and sincerely strive to better themselves and the world. The darker implications of these beliefs will not be discussed. I believe they need to be. We need to consider whether the same beliefs that call us to the best within in us, also harbor seeds of violence.
This diary is the searching of one who is neither chosen nor redeemed. I welcome your thoughts and I wish all of us peace and wisdom and love in this season of renewal.
Consider the Passover story. God sent the angel of death to kill the first born infants of the Egyptians or of any Jews who were too lazy or hapless to apply sheep’s blood to their door frame.
It was actually only the first born male children that were subject to this event.
Coming considerably forward in time, god did not intervene when the Nazis brought their special magic to the world and killed some 12 million people, including 6 million Jews along with many Gypsies, homosexuals and disabled individuals. And god fails to act today while thousands continue to suffer including those being slaughtered in Darfur.
A merciful god? Hmm, perhaps not. Apparently, mercy will have to be a thing that is man-made.
Yes. Let’s make mercy. That would be a very good thing.
You could say I was thoroughly brain washed as a child…I went to catholic school for ten years and had to go to mass before school every one of those years. I questioned nothing I was told. Once I started thinking for myself, I started to question various beliefs I’d been told and it was all downhill from there. The biggest turning pointing for me was actually the whole ERA fight because so many fundamentalists brought religion into it and said that women were basically second class citizens and used the bible as their reference. My cutting ties to any religion was complete during that time although I still happened to believe in God. The road to becoming a humanist then atheist was a gradual almost unconscious process for me until one day I quite literally woke up and found to my surprise I was an atheist.
Also surprisingly my starting to read the bible is actually what help lead me to becoming an atheist..what I’d been told what was in the bible and what is actually in the bible are almost two different narratives.
You mentioned the Passover Kahli, that happens to be one of the stories that horrifies me the most. It’s not just the killing of babies but of all first born babies, boys and men including first born male animals that were killed.
I now see spring in terms of renewal of the planet…a time when trees and gardens are starting to bud out with the promise of their coming beauty and at this point in my life that means thinking of how we can help preserve the planet with progressive environmental polices so the generations to come will see this beauty also. I also think of this as a spiritual quest because being an atheist doesn’t mean you can’t be spiritual.
Thanks for your thoughts, Chocolate Ink.
I never questioned what I was taught either. It came to me like a bolt out of the blue when I finally saw the dark side of some of our widely held beliefs. These beliefs color our societal views on many, many levels so I think it is important to look at the whole picture. I know many religious people who embody the loving, creative, compassionate aspects of the God they were taught to adore. I know many religious people who cling the concepts of vengenance and judgement and separation in the God they have been taught to know.
I am striving, and often failing, to live with a greater awareness of the narratives that shape my perception and behavior.
Most of the aetheists I know are very ethical and moral people. They seem to have chosen to be that way because it makes sense, not because they fear being condemned to perdition if they aren’t.
And as you have said, many aethists are spiritual – consumed with the mystery and wonder of existence.
Each of us ha2 to find our own path.
Yes Bible stories are shot through and through with violence. That’s one reason why they shouldn’t be taken literally as a prescription for our behavior.
Discussing the darker implications is woven into the fabric of Jewish practice. Making sense of what doesn’t make sense is an ongoing struggle to which Jews have traditionally dedicated themselves through the study of Torah. Jews wrestle every year with the passage that relates the slaying of Egypt’s first-born sons. Among all the horrible and capricious behavior in the Bible it’s arguably tops in horribleness. It’s even more twisted because according to the story, God hardened Pharoah’s heart so that he would refuse to let the Israelite slaves go and would suffer the consequences.
Rather than holding this story up unquestioningly as an example of God’s goodness and love and forgiveness, people will be asking questions and searching for answers in millions of Jewish homes next week as they tell the story.
A modern Jewish theologian Dr. Robert A. Harris writes:
Emphasis added.
So the stories of God’s awful vengeance shouldn’t be taken at face value. They can be better understood as a starting point for consideration of the struggle for freedom.
Thanks, Lil. That is very insightful.
That’s what happens when you try to take metaphorical stories and pretend that they are real, were real, will always be real.
None of these writings were or are in the form they originally were written, or the original oral tradition they came from.
My opinion after 50+ years of studying religions of every sort is this: When humans feel threatened they are disparate to control their situations, their lives and if possible there is some thought to control everyone around them too, it helps with their lack of self esteem to get others to acknowledge them as “knowers of Truth.” Once in a position of getting others to follow you along with your metaphor of choice then the power thing trips in and if you make your “God” bigger, badder, more vengeful than anyone elses, you gain more and more control.
There are some good metaphors in the “sacred” books that religions present as the “word of god.” There are some nice stories with a moral outcome or point. There are “lessons” that could be learned if people had the will to learn them. Most don’t.
Within each of us, although it is sometimes hard to believe, there is a desire to be generous of heart, loving, gentle, fair and filled with integrity. How and why most seem to abandon such qualities is a long and interesting study. Only those who really want to know will go in search of it.
IMO there is nothing that is outside of us. Everything is within. The journey to finding the best presentation of the best possible self is an inward journey and can only be accomplished by each of us individually. No one can do it for you. Many can assist along the way by sharing their experiences, but only you/we/us can discover and learn through our own experiences.
After having been raised in a christian church and having left that (and all churches) many years ago while I continued my journey and seeking of anything that made sense to me. . .I have to be a bit surprised that this time of year still gets me going. I have been looking and hoping for more than 50 years now that religions and their followers would take Jesus (Yeshua Ben Joseph) down off the cross and examine all the many clues that are out there and available about what may actually be nearer the truth of who and what he was/is.
If you accept what very little is ascribed to Jesus actually saying (and how being written 50-100 years after the fact it is a bit suspect as well), then wasn’t his simple message, LOVE and eternal LIFE? The churches invented suffering to make the poor people be content with their lot in life. So for over 2000 years all christian religions that I know of have and still do celebrate the suffering on the cross and the DEATH. Sparse mention is made of the concept of Eternal Life.
Okay, I’ll shut up now. This is already overly long and probably of little value in the scheme of things.
To each as they encompass their beliefs of spirit, I wish you love, joy and peace in the heart of seeking your truth.
Hugs,
Shirl
Shirl, of course your words are of value.
Love and Life. Yes, that is what I shall celebrate this spring.
No answers, but I think this is an excellent sermon, and you might find something of value in it as well.
http://www.rci.rutgers.edu/%7Elcrew/dojustice/j455.html
Thanks, Renee. I know you think and care deeply about these issues.
My favorite part of the sermon you linked to was the idea that Lent is a time to “rethink.”
In the tradition I was raised in the only thinking about my religion that was encouraged was synonymous with obeying.
Good–that’s the line I was thinking of when I read your post. 🙂 But there is so much good stuff in there, I wanted to point you and others to all of it. I’d read things by Gene Robinson before–am still trying to get back to readin the book about him–but this is the first time I’d encountered the writings of Louis Crew.
I may have posted this before, but here’s the link to the blog of Susan Russell, who is the current president of Integrity (the group Louis Crew founded).
http://inchatatime.blogspot.com
By the way, that story about Crew’s dad coming to love his gay son’s partner as a son brought tears to my eyes.
A: Other.
Or perhaps more accurately…
Q: Metaphor, reality or other?
A: Other.
Truth?
ALL religion is an attempt to understand and then come to terms with that which is too complex to be understood.
The infinite universe.
All that is.
The governing laws of which we have not even BEGUN to comprehend. With all of our “science”.
You want to reduce the message of the Old Testament to a pithy few words?
Ok.
Here it is.
Fuck with the bull and you get the horns.
After that, it’s only a matter of figuring out what the bull wants.
The Golden Rule.
The Ten Commandments.
The Seven Deadly Sins.
That about sums it up, Judeo-Christian style. (There are other traditions that get to essentially the same places through other avenues. LOTS of them. All roads do lead to Home, eventually. Bet on it.)
And what are those ideas, really?
They are prescriptions for the propagation of a successful culture. A successful society. One that LASTS. And grows.
Because if there is one rule that supersedes all others in the universe (at least as far as all of the evidence that is available to us semi-sentient mammals on this backwater planet is concerned), it is this.
Life…the life of Life, the Living Universe…needs to grow.
It needs to evolve.
And on our level that evolutionary learning curve can only take place in a fairly stable society.
Not TOO stable, because without change things regress.
Not too loose, because when change is constant and uncontrolled chaos soon ensues.
Juuuust right.
The Goldilocks effect.
Life will try anything, and it will use whatever works in terms of its prime directive.
Growth.
Evolution.
Here is what has been proven to “work”…gradually, but not TOO gradually…over uncounted millennia here.
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.
Do not covet thy neighbor’s mate or goods.
Do not worship a multitude of specialized gods. (Rival factions tend to arise and contend.)
Moderation in sexual and other pleasurable matters. Food. Rest. The acquisition of wealth.
Control and sublimation of anger.
Etc. etc. etc. etc. etc.
YOU know.
The Golden Rule.
The Ten Commandments.
The Seven Deadly Sins.
Prescriptions for a stable society. Where growth can occur.
Why couch them in terms of whales and sinners?
Burning bushes and the parting of seas?
Awww, c’mon, folks.
Turn on the TV.
We are STILL suckers for a good myth.
Hell. We are suckers for just about ANY myth.
Seen the news recently?
All-knowing leaders?
Heroic revolutionaries?
Violent bandits?
Good cops/bad cops?
Jezebels and Pollyannas?
Hercules and Judas contending for dominance?
An anatomically correct chocolate Jesus and the ensuing fuss?
JESUS H. CHRIST!!!
ALL “myth”.
“Religion” is not the opiate of the masses. (Although a judicious partaking of recreational drugs and activities, a Goldilocks portion, seems to be part of the successful balance of EVERY long-term successful culture) It is the sum total, the reduced and concentrated essence of what the best and the brightest among us have figured out over uncounted centuries.
Mythologized so that us dummies will pay attention.
Let us pray.
To whom?
To what?
To ourselves.
The only thing that we are vouchsafed to even have a chance of understanding in this vasty universe.
Peace.
It’s not only what’s for dinner.
It’s what is NECESSARY for dinner.
Later…
AG
Thanks, Arthur.
We can always count on you for provactively stated passion.
I agree with much of what you say. There was an interesting editorial in the NYT today (subscription only) that posited that all religions must claim to be the only conveyer of the absolute truth.
The beauty is that the mystery of life can’t be reduced to one point of view.
I really love this statement of yours:
Thank you.
To me, kneejerk anti-religious bias is JUST as stupid as unthinking, lockstep fundamentalism.
Two sides of the same counterfeit coin,
The Goldilocks approach works in all things.
Great AND small.
Regarding our thousands of generations of ancestors as somehow stupid because for the first time in human history some fairly large portion of human culture is non-religious…and please, witness where THAT is getting us…is VERY short-sighted.
There used to be a song…”Fifty Million Frenchmen Can’t be Wrong” …that was popular during Prohibition regarding the French propensity for civilized drinking.
How many pepole have lived and died over the history of mankind, and what percentage of them…relatively primitive cave dwellers right on through the various pinnacles of human civilization…were “believers” of one sort or another?
Care to hazard a guess?
My own estimate?
About 99.9999%, total. Maybe a little less, given our massive present population figures. But not MUCH less.
50 million Frenchmen?
A drop in a HUGE bucket.
We crow about our scientific advances, but in 50 years they will be laughing at our primitive technology. Guaranteed. Just as it has always been.
However, one thing has remained through almost every change.
The belief in that which is greater than us.
Hmmm…
Maybe that song should have gone “Fifty Quadrillion Ancestors Can’t Have Been ALL Wrong”.
Naaaaaah…
Doesn’t scan.
Nevermind.
AG
To me, kneejerk anti-religious bias is JUST as stupid as unthinking, lockstep fundamentalism.
So true.
But I suppose the same thing can be said of any kneejerk biaz. ; )
This is a good time for thinking people to analyze where our traditional religious stories have come from, and what they mean in the greater story of human history.
Many of those in the Old Testament relate to population struggles–struggles of identity. For God to destroy the scions of the Egyptian population and yet spare those of faithful Israelites is a sign of favor for progeny and population. It is unlikely few if any children died; if some did they would have sparked rampant rumors throughout this pre-MSM population. The sense that they would eventually outnumber their enemies–not the death–would have been the important message of the story.
DOn’t confuse the sociological and political trappings of individual organized religious traditions with the essential messages. You don’t necessarily need to couple them.
Each generation sees the messages of ethics, morality and salvation differently. It would seem logical that his generation would recognize that the most important priority for humans today is to reduce their footprint and adopt aggressive stewardship of the planet. Certainly, the ancient sins of “failure to reproduce” are inappropriate today. Perhaps a new “religious” literature will emerge.
Thanks for your thoughtful response.
I guess that one of the issues I was getting at in this diary is that many, probably most, religious people in America don’t even thinking of uncoupling sociological and political trappings from essential truths. Many people, in my opinion, even those who don’t read the Bible as factual truth, haven’t stopped to think about how much the message of violence is wrapped up in so much of our religious subconciousness. I wrote about the Judeo-Christian tradition, because it is what I’m most familar with.
It would seem that Islam, which draws on the same tradition, has some of the same tendencies. As for other world religions, I don’t have enough information.
I must say I am grateful for the comments this diary engendered. It is wonderful to hear everyone’s points of view expressed so articulately and civilly.
I really appreciate what you’ve written here Kahli. While I was raised protestant, my journey mirrors yours in many ways.
It has seemed clear to me that a major shift happened for our middle east and eventually western ancestors about the time of the birth of both judeo-christian and islamic cultures. I’ve read several books that try to explain what happened:
“The Chalice and the Blade” by Riane Eisler (who also wrote a diary here this week, but the way)
“When God Was A Woman” by Merlin Stone
“The Alphabet Versus the Goddess” by Leonard Shlain
“The Great Cosmic Mother” by Monica Sjoo and Barbara Mor
I think there are lots of underpinnings to the religions that developed at that time that have plagued the human race ever since. Certainly violence is one of them. But a heirarchical way of organizing relationships – especially between genders and different cultures – is also part of that mix.
After exploring all of this for myself, I find that it was important for me to abandon the idea of a “transcendent god” that was out there and above all in order to begin to let go of that heirarchical way of organizing my spirituality and understanding of the world.
Hi NL:
I really appreciate the list of books. I will check them out.
Two that have gotten me thinking about this topic are
“Proverbs of Ashes” by Rita Nakishima Brock and Rebecca Ann Parker. They are both Protestant ministers who struggled to keep their faith while looking at the issues of suffering and violence in Christianity. The other is Craig Barnes’ “In Search of The Lost Feminine.”
‘When God Was A Women’ by Stone is a fascinating book. Published way back in 1976 yet just as topical if not more so today…Stone spent ten years researching before she wrote this book. Given the much more repressive atmosphere against women then I’m surprised she even got the book published truthfully.
‘When God Was A Women’ isn’t just some catchy phrase but the very real fact that women were considered the highest deities or Gods and how this came to be systematically and purposely wiped out and replaced with male Gods.
I think anyone interested in religion and history should have this on their bookshelf.
Thanks. I’ll look for it.
“When God Was A Woman” was the first of these books that I read back in the early 80’s. Fair warning would be that its not exactly an engaging page-turner. Actually, its rather technical. But as I finished it, I had the most amazing dream. In it I was a skyscraper under construction. The frame was built, but that’s all. And then the whole frame began to shift its orientation. But I must say that I was much earlier in my awakening at the time. This was the first book I read as I was beginning to leave my christian faith behind.
I study and work with Tarot cards. And your dream is the perfect example of the Tower card. The Tower card can mean a flash of intuition, a sudden insight. This is from the explanation of the Tower card from the Motherpeace deck. “A radical shift is taking place in your life, a flash of illumination…Prepare yourself for the future, for the past is slipping away before your eyes and things are becoming very clear.”
Thanks Blue Redhead!! That’s just what I felt happening at that moment. That’s perhaps the most powerful and clear dream I’ve ever had. In retrospect I think reading that book (When God Was A Woman) helped me claim my femaleness as my own – with all the power over myself that it entailed – and getting rid of ALL the messages of inferiority of being female that I had internalized from the dogma I had been taught.
By the way, part of that experience was claiming my sexuality. I remember the clear thought I had at the time that I could explore and experience my sexuality in ANY way I chose, with whom, when and where I chose. I didn’t go on to be promiscuous at all – but a major part of claiming myself included claiming that area of my life, which had been so subjected to the dogma.
I loved your list of books also. I have the Merlin Stone book, and Riane Eisler’s “Chalice and the Blade.” Right now I am reading (studying) Riane’s book “Sacred Pleasure”. Like you said about “When God was a Woman” it isn’t a page turner, but very thought provoking. I too am dealing with my sexuality. I guess its a life long process. Now I will have to find some of the other books that have been mentioned and continue my education.
I, too, enjoyed the list…although I may go broke clicking from this site to Amazon!
It’s interesting in March to research a bit into the history of St. Patrick. One of the chief “accomplishments” of the missionary zeal of his time was the elimination of matriarchal property rights and influence in Celtic lands.
Can’t have enough books…here’s another one I have and like that is very very easy to read. “101 Myths of the Bible”-How Ancient Scribes Invented Biblical History…by Gary Greenberg who is President of the Biblical Archaeology Society of New York.
You can pick up the book and flip through it as each myth is on it’s own page…a rather fun book to have really.
Thank you so much for writing this diary.
When I was younger, I embraced being religious. If say, the 15 year old me could see the 34 year old me, she’d be in shock. I believe in God; I believe in Jesus. But I’ve found that I do not believe in church, and most people who call themselves Christians, even less. And most pastors these days are scraping the bottom of the barrel.
I suppose it started when I saw first-hand (and way too early) the sexual license of pastors. When I stopped obeying and started questioning, which seemed to be most natural to me, I witnessed their inflexibility and rigidity. When I stopped and actually thought about the rituals–e.g., what it actually means to partake the bread and wine–I found I had to re-think things. When I hear people solemnly say that if you don’t “confess” Jesus, no matter how good a person you are, you are going to hell–especially when I knew some hateful hell-raisers who were Christians and met genuinely good people who either did not share my religion or was not religious–I had to face facts.
When the old answers didn’t solve new problems, I was lost…and I’ve been searching ever since.
It seems harder if you’re Black because there’s so much history tied up in church. It was one of the only places, if not THE place, one could go and be treated with any kindness and respect. I want to keep that connection, but I swear, with all money-begging, gay-bashing and bigger and bigger edifice-building, I just can’t take it.
Right now, I take a little bit of everything. My belief in the Beatitudes and service is downright Catholic. My belief in giving back and giving children space to grow and develop and being a good role model from my own faith tradition, and I draw from others. E.g., I heard this one Jewish saying that goes something like this: If my neighbor’s house is on fire, and I’m a moral person, I can’t be glad that it’s not my house. That just touched me deeply! I try my best to live up to that.
Where this goes, I don’t know. Right now, it just doesn’t go to a church.
It is the easiest thing in the world to be a “Christian” in this country. That will surely piss off my Mom and probably the rest of my family (and any Christian who wants to pretend that being so in a country where a good 80% describe themselves as such when you know darn well there’s safety in numbers) but it is. I didn’t choose this path, and if I’m honest, I’ll admit that I wish I could get off. I may surprise you when I say that I wish I could go to church like everyone else and call it day, but I can’t do that anymore. My head and my heart are divergent, and when push comes to shove, I go with my head.
And my head tells me this: It feels too fake, and I just honestly don’t feel like I’m respected. The lengthy impress-you prayers don’t move me. I’m just another number in the congregation count; another person (sucker??) putting her chips in the collection plate.
And my head also says this: If I feel like I have to ignore the sermon and ignore the never-ending pleas for money every Sunday, then something’s amiss. ESPECIALLY when you’re supposed to go there to place your burdens down. I feel like I’m picking up a few! And why do that to myself? Life’s hard enough.
So this is where I am, though I’m not sure where that is exactly–if that makes sense. 🙂 Just muddling my way through.
The southern-raised woman in me wants to say “bless your heart, AP.” And I really don’t mean that in any kind of patronizing way. I just appreciate the depth and honesty with which you have articulated your struggle. I hope you find some peace in your search for meaning in it all.
Honey, the southern lady in me understands! Pass the sweet tea.
🙂
I’ll admit that I wish I could get off. I may surprise you when I say that I wish I could go to church like everyone else and call it day, but I can’t do that anymore.
I know what you mean. Sometimes I miss it too.
Thanks for your very poignant thoughts.
This comment reminded me of the song “Still finding my way” from Greg Tamblyn’s album The Grand Design
I can’t remember the last time I read a diary and comments in its entirety. This is just fascinating to me growing up a Catholic and then becoming more and more doubtful as I grew, to the point now where I can’t say with any certainty that I believe in god. I believe in goodness for its own sake and not because of an angry god. I remember well the story of passover when I was a child. It was the first time that I thought I might not really like God all that much if he thought nothing of sending an angel, AN ANGEL! to kill babies.
Since moving to the south and witnessing the in-your-face religiosity mixed with patriotism and a seeming love of war, I have questioned more intensely my belief in anything beyond this life. That thought used to scare the hell out of me – no pun intended. Now I think that even if this life is it and my body becomes ashes and goes into the dirt that produces new life…that’s OKAY with me.
I agree, this is a great diary and comments. I mentioned above my conversion to atheism and that is exactly what it was. I quite literally had what you might call an epiphany one day…sitting at the computer something just hit me like a thunderbolt in my mind and I felt so completely happy and free ….free to focus on people for their own sake and not because some religion told me I should, free to feel no quilt for not believing in the bible anyone’s bible..but that this was the right thing to do…I know I’m not explaining this well but in a strangely odd way you could say it was almost a religious experience for me.