i am an atheist.
i have been an atheist since approximately middle school. my friend went through some sort of religious awakening and wanted to convert me to christianity so she invited me to a church lock-in and gave me a “junior” bible. i never did go to the lock-in, but i did spend quite a bit of time going through the kids’ version of the bible.
my ethnicity is asian and my immediate family lived far from the rest of my extended family in white midwestern suburbia. i don’t recall one conversation about religion with my parents. i was a blank slate. consider if you were that blank slate and now you’re reading about adam and eve (woman responsible for the original sin of having curiosity); sodom and its rape-y citizens plus the chick turning into a pillar of salt (the lesson here is…sacrifice your daughters and women still shouldn’t show curiosity??); those same daughters drug their father and sleep with him to get pregnant (wtf am i supposed to do with this story); reoccurring themes involving foreskins (yes foreskins); a drunkard chosen to preserve life by marching animals two-by-two onto a big ass boat (and later noah commits the ultimate sin of being naked); and so many, many more bewildering stories. obviously, all of this sounded nuttier than a fruitcake. witches, ghosts, santa claus, and all sorts of other stories sounded equally as plausible, and a hell of a lot more fun.
i started reading books about christianity, and also about all religions. the more i read, the less sense any of it made. taken literally or just as parables, none of the major religious texts–the bible, the talmud, the quran, the vedas–felt like a logical foundation for belief. the underpinnings of violence and genocide, mysogyny, anti-gay sentiment, the dislike of “the other”, the strange relationships and sexual acts…and yet, these are the texts around which so many millions center their lives.
i’m sure if you grew up with religion, it seems perfectly acceptable, perfectly normal. lots of problematic thought and behavior can be normalized by repeated contact. but when you’re a blank slate like i was, it is unfathomable to have blind faith in a god or gods who have some sort of naughty or nice list, watching to see what havoc they may want to wreak.
religion is a human invention. at the beginning of human existence, the world was a scary place. humans soothed themselves by creating a narrative for the unknown. having an explanation provides a feeling of control–even when there actually isn’t any. religion, like everything else, has evolved through the ages. animism, polytheism, monotheism, and so many others. and yet, the same people who look back and scoff at the idea of greek and roman gods are the same people who are convinced i’m going to hell because i have not accepted jesus into my life. i think of the poor tribes still living in isolation in the amazon–they haven’t even heard of jesus, poor things.
i have always marveled at the thought that religion was created to explain what was beyond human knowledge–everything from lightning and thunder, the sun, the stars, the creation of earth, human existence, life and death, disease, and so much more. now we have explanations for a lot of phenomena, but people want to suspend their logic and knowledge so they can continue to believe in a magical all-knowing, all-powerful god of everything.
i’m not saying that it wouldn’t be nice if there was a god. i understand the motivation. nothing has changed from the beginning of human existence to now–there is still fear. if there is no god, then there is no plan. good things happen, bad things happen, some people live, some people die–and there’s no overarching storyline, there’s nothing that you can do to guarantee the good and ward off the bad. when a mother loses a child, she says, it’s god’s plan. when a man loses his leg in a car accident, he comforts himself with the idea that god is testing him. we say we want free will, but really, we want life to be a bowling alley with bumpers. we want fate. we want there to be invisible threads which connect us to people and places and things which reveal the purpose of our lives. we want to be the hero in our own story which ends with us walking through the pearly gates of heaven.
wanting all of those things does not, however, make it real. i prefer to live in reality. i even prefer reality. religious people speak of the majesty of god, but isn’t it so much more amazing to understand how the universe began with a big bang, to try and wrap your mind around the sheer magnitude of time behind the evolution of every creature sharing the world with us? to see the balance of life (at least before humans showed up). to know that you are responsible for your own life, and that at the end, while there may not be a heaven, there is at least the peace of nothingness.
humans don’t need religion. like kids let go of fairy tales, we can also put religion behind us. at this point, it’s holding us back. all of these antiquated ideas towards women, homosexuality, other groups of people, and abortion is rooted in religion. people suffer because some ridiculous religious text or some self-proclaimed prophet says something is right or wrong with absolutely no consideration of hard science. people die because zealots deem everyone who is a non-believer as worthless. anything can be justified by religion because it is based in fiction and blind faith. it tells you to believe the sky is red when your eyes tell you it’s blue. there is no way to refute such a thing. the religious will even tell you that there is physical evidence contradicting what religion says solely to test your true belief.
what nonsense! humans have created the most unbelievable technology, and yet we’re stuck in the dark ages when it comes to religion. i think it will be our undoing. there are so many issues in the world, some which are reaching a crisis level. i believe that human ingenuity, when properly focused, could find solutions. but instead, across the world, we are frozen and sometimes even moving backwards when it comes to political and social causes. much of it is religion or issues that stem from religion.
so, i urge you to take up a new belief system. become a humanist. believe in humanity.
we are more than capable of living within a moral and ethical framework without the threat of heaven or hell. i have never believed in god, but i am very concerned with what is right and what is good. my entire career revolves around that understanding. to that end, i do things to show people i care about them, that i have compassion for them. i want to be happy and i want the people around me to be happy. the things that i do to ensure positivity in my life and the lives of the people around me only becomes positive reinforcement to do more in the future.
we are also capable of running our lives, of taking action and finding solutions. i think religion infantilizes us. believing that there is someone pulling the strings makes us passive. i remember when i was a kid, my brother would do his chores ineptly on purpose so that my mother would get exasperated and do it herself. but as soon as he was in college on his own, miraculously he was able to do laundry, cook, clean, and everything else. when you know that you are the only person who can make positive or negative change, you step up. my failures are my own, but so are my successes. that is power, and that is control.