Posted: Dec 19, 2014 2:40 pm
Cody wrote:@Agrippina. Your choice was made by default because none of the other choices made sense to you. You could have ignored the anomalies of the other options and become a Christian but that was not in your nature. I suspect that many people do just that--hedging their bets, just in case---
My journey to a decision was also by default.
Oh please, I didn't say "oh well, this sounds like a load of nonsense, I'll just go with the default position." I didn't "choose" to stop going to church, I went to church because I was expected to. I lied about religion on application forms because saying I had no religion would've got some authorities poking their noses into my business. I daydreamed through funerals, and weddings, and even went to Christmas Mass with friends and family because it was the social thing to do. then one day someone asked if I'd been "baptised" I didn't know what the hell the significance was so I said no, then I got hauled over the coals because I'd been munching on the biscuits and wine without having paid the water-torture fee. What the hell, someone's handing out free food, thanks I'll have some of that. Then someone started telling me off because I hadn't sent my kids to Sunday school or didn't have them baptised, bar mitzvahed or whatever, and I came out of the closet "I don't believe in all that crap so why should I carry on pretending." So now I don't go to funerals unless it's a really, really close family member and then I don't get invited because they think I'm bringing the devil with me. I don't do the church part of a wedding unless it's outside, haven't entered a church except to take photos since the 1980s. So no, there was no choice involved it was a gradual process of "forget this crap, I'm not doing it anymore and I don't care what other people say."
See no default position, no choice. I'm sure there are millions of people who hang around in church rolling their eyes, filing their nails, singing "lalalalalalalala" and eating the biscuits and drinking the wine while thinking about what the hell to make for lunch when this rubbish is over. If there was a choice it was to tell everyone who was pressuring me into going with them to bullshit ceremonies that I wasn't doing it anymore, and lump it, or leave me.