…for small mercies!
On my previous blooging platform there were, and probably still are, a few people that would post on religion.
Be it because they hated it, or because they loved it – they would blog about it, ad infinitum.
I suppose on WP the same phenomenon occurs.
I have, thankfully, not been privy to many of them.
I usually avoid them like the plague – sometimes it upsets me, other times it just irks me.
I don’t comment on those blogs, don’t even read them – because I don’t have to.
Now, the main reason for this post is Mr Ark’s constant carryings on about religion.
He enjoys it – so in this case it’s a question of whatever blows his dress up and away.
It did get me to thinking though.
I’m not a religious nut.
If you choose to believe differently from me, that’s fine.
I don’t have to like the way Muslims treat their women, but if that’s what the women are comfortable with, that’s really their problem.
If you’re an atheist, and don’t believe in any G-d at all, that’s also OK.
It is, after all, your choice.
And we would not be human if we did not insist on our human right of choice.
What is a bit silly for me is the way they insist on making all religious people out to be nutters.
Just because I choose to believe in Something other than myself, does not quite make me stupid, now does it?
It does not really make a difference how well you know the Bible or history – you can choose to believe in the Unseen.
As I do.
What I can’t really understand is their need to constantly negate any religion.
To always make it bad.
And as I said before, and probably will again – religion is not the problem.
Since the beginning of time, people have believed in things.
If they could not explain to themselves how the sun rose, they made up a story about it.
Or how trees grow, or why animals look the way they do.
As such, there are many branches of learning dealing with just that – mythology.
The Spanish Inquisition might have been fought under the auspices of the Church – but it was fought by humans. Filled with greed and power-hunger. Humans that wanted more gold, more power, more land, more money.
Maybe all religion really IS a crock.
We will only really know when we die, won’t we?
I suppose, what I really want to say, is please.
Let me believe what I feel comfortable with.
Let others believe what they’re comfortable with.
Don’t negate me and my beliefs – because I don’t do that to you.
Respect what I believe in.
Because to not respect what I believe in, is to not respect me.
And, even if you don’t believe in the Unseen, I’m here. I’m not unseen.
And I deserve to get your respect, as you get mine.
It’s a free world.
And, as you are free to write what you want, I am free to not read it – an action I have enforced many times before, and will many times to come.
I have no wish to get into a fight about religion – that’s not what this is about.
I’ve long since stopped worrying about what people believe in – they only hear what they want to hear in any case.
And the same sun that shines on you, shines on me to.
It does, after all, take all kinds…