Growing up in the south, it is assumed that you are Christian.
period
It doesn't matter what kind, but Christian none the less.
Now, I have no problem with Christian people...if they practice what they preach. Good Christians, love everyone and try to make people "see the light", without being hateful. One of my very best friends is a Chistian like this, and I respect her for that. She does not shun me for not following her ways, but continues to ask me to her church and tell me about God in her opinion without being rude or disrespectful and I politely decline. Another person I know, is one of the most hateful people that I know, but preaches the Christian Faith, and as far as I can see.. I am more Christian than her, while not being christian at all!
So that being said, how do you make these majority Chrstian people (the kinda hearted ones I mean)see, that you are in fact just like them... a loving, kind hearted, caring person who wants the world to be a happy and peaceful place, yet you don't believe in the Christian Faith?
When people talk to me at work, they automatically assume that I am a christian. They assume this because:
I have a loving, close knit family, and I am kind and true to my word. I am a good person. I make friends with people who have no friends at all, because I want them to be loved and have a friend too! I am a person that I am proud of. I celebrate Christmas, and had a traditional wedding. I try to love all people of any race or ethnicity eqaully and fairly. I have a beautiful regular suburban home, a job, pay my bills and go on dates with my husband. I want to have a family with three babies. I have a dog and a cat. I go to Home Depot every weekend and do a home improvement project with my husband.
... I am so blissfully normal, which must make be blissfully Christian, especially here in the south.
But instead, I believe in Karma, the Rule of Three-Fold, prayers, spells and good luck charms. I look to the moon and the seasons for rhyme and reason. I celebrate the little changes the Earth makes every few months. I look to a God and Goddess. I say a prayer to bless my husband, family, myself and my family that is waiting to be every night.... It doesn't sound so bad at al!!...Until you tell someone you are Pagan... You are Wiccan... and then suddenly you are "bad". Its very sad that we can't be this open and honest with people about our choice of relgion... when really we are just as normal as everyone else.
When people mention church to me, I decline and say that I worship in my own way, that I am more of a spiritual person, rather than a church goer. But every Sunday, as my husband and I work in the yard of our suburban neighborhood home, they look at me a bit condescendingly as they all drive off to church, when really I don't feel guilty at all.
.. I am still a person that I am proud to be. I remind myself of that every day.
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