B the student
May 11th, 2005, 12:51 PM
I like to think myself a rather tolerant individual. I try to be respectful of other's differing beliefs. But one day I was chatting with a girl about religion and why I don't buy into it, and she asked me (paraphrasing) "How would you treat your child if they were religious?" Now my initial response was "oh I wouldn't care, let them live their life the way the want to." But then I retracted that statement, simply saying I don't know. Why don't I know? Because after my initial response I immediately recalled how I've been dealing with my little sister and her expression of her faith.
My little sister attends an Catholic grade school (much to my dismay), and is a nice church going girl. She loves to sing religious songs and it's obvious that religion is a big part of her life. Things is, she's living my life 10-13 years ago. I remember how much religion was a part of my life, how much I loved and breathed it (I wanted to be a priest/monk/pope). But I also remember the feelings of isolation and despair when I turned away from all that. My loss of faith played a significant part in my depression. I don't know, maybe I'm worried that she's headed down the same path I went down and I'm trying to nip it in the bud so to speak. Or maybe I just hate all the bullshit that religion (specifically Christianity) entails.
Whatever the motivation, I've began to question my anti-religious role in her life. At the moment, I've issued a moratorium on any of my usually snipes at religion whenever she talks about her faith, and have temporarily ceased my "no jesus music in this house" ban. The reason I'm doing this is for a couple of reasons. 1.) The fear that I'm becoming as intolerant as the religion I have a distaste for. 2.) I don't have a problem with anyone non-related person being religious (as long as they don't shove it in my face) and hell I'll even pray to the god of my friends if they feel it will do them some good. But if my little sister asked me the same favor, not only do I feel I wouldn't but I'd probably cross-examine her on why she thinks that it works. So I feel there's a that I'm being hypocrite.
I think my situation is somewhat analogous to a white dude saying he has no issue with black people, who treats them just like anyone else in his normal interactions, but the day his daughter comes home with a black man he starts flipping. I definitely don't want to be in that kinda situation.
I'm not sure what I should do. My mom has clearly stated to me not interfere with my little sister's religious training, and she's not my daughter but I still don't like it. What I'm worried about is that I'm trying to "train" her to be anti-religious. If this was a perfect world where she could find her own way without being "trained", then yes I would be all for her finding her own way. But it's not. I see, no I know what's she's being put through (and yes I acknowledge the Catholic school system here does have some very good benefits that are hard to pass up) and yes it's very possible that she goes down a different path than me (like my other sister who really isn't all that religious but doesn't have the same issues with religion that I do).
but I just feel it isn't right. I just feel like saying no Jesus won't save you, no there isn't some old dude in the sky that listens to you, nobody knows where you go when you die. So I wonder, where does one draw the line? When does one begin to compromise one's own values when trying to accommodate another's? Sorry if this rambled/incoherent. I think I may have brought up more than one issue with tolerance but I'd appreciate any feedback.
My little sister attends an Catholic grade school (much to my dismay), and is a nice church going girl. She loves to sing religious songs and it's obvious that religion is a big part of her life. Things is, she's living my life 10-13 years ago. I remember how much religion was a part of my life, how much I loved and breathed it (I wanted to be a priest/monk/pope). But I also remember the feelings of isolation and despair when I turned away from all that. My loss of faith played a significant part in my depression. I don't know, maybe I'm worried that she's headed down the same path I went down and I'm trying to nip it in the bud so to speak. Or maybe I just hate all the bullshit that religion (specifically Christianity) entails.
Whatever the motivation, I've began to question my anti-religious role in her life. At the moment, I've issued a moratorium on any of my usually snipes at religion whenever she talks about her faith, and have temporarily ceased my "no jesus music in this house" ban. The reason I'm doing this is for a couple of reasons. 1.) The fear that I'm becoming as intolerant as the religion I have a distaste for. 2.) I don't have a problem with anyone non-related person being religious (as long as they don't shove it in my face) and hell I'll even pray to the god of my friends if they feel it will do them some good. But if my little sister asked me the same favor, not only do I feel I wouldn't but I'd probably cross-examine her on why she thinks that it works. So I feel there's a that I'm being hypocrite.
I think my situation is somewhat analogous to a white dude saying he has no issue with black people, who treats them just like anyone else in his normal interactions, but the day his daughter comes home with a black man he starts flipping. I definitely don't want to be in that kinda situation.
I'm not sure what I should do. My mom has clearly stated to me not interfere with my little sister's religious training, and she's not my daughter but I still don't like it. What I'm worried about is that I'm trying to "train" her to be anti-religious. If this was a perfect world where she could find her own way without being "trained", then yes I would be all for her finding her own way. But it's not. I see, no I know what's she's being put through (and yes I acknowledge the Catholic school system here does have some very good benefits that are hard to pass up) and yes it's very possible that she goes down a different path than me (like my other sister who really isn't all that religious but doesn't have the same issues with religion that I do).
but I just feel it isn't right. I just feel like saying no Jesus won't save you, no there isn't some old dude in the sky that listens to you, nobody knows where you go when you die. So I wonder, where does one draw the line? When does one begin to compromise one's own values when trying to accommodate another's? Sorry if this rambled/incoherent. I think I may have brought up more than one issue with tolerance but I'd appreciate any feedback.