“Religion is like a penis. It’s fine to have one and it’s fine to be proud of it, but please don’t whip it out in public and start waving it around…”
Oh my! Did I really just write that???
Please do not take any offense when reading this post. I only share my thoughts with you. I am only telling you about how I feel in regards to religion and the way it is handled and lived by certain people, by certain groups. I am not telling anybody out there what they should do or shouldn’t (well, as long as you don’t force anything on me).
I admit, I had to read this prompt again and again when I first saw it. And I also admit that I was laughing while reading it. This just brought up a million of thoughts or let’s even call it “inner discussions” I had over years and years. And here we go: I think that this quote or prompt or whatever you want to call it, nails it!
Religion is one of those things I feel is very personal. Do I believe? Yes I do! Do I go to church? More or less and basically almost never. But I believe.
This world is too amazing to not have something/someone up there who created it. And that is what I believe. I call this something/someone “God”. Only because this is what I was taught in school. I am not comfortable by calling this something/someone “God”. I think that we should not name this something or someone.
Maybe it would be better if we would have never named whatever is out there. Maybe we would have less issues out there. Imagine, if we would have to describe it, would have to find a definition for it which suits us and what we believe and what we actually most need and enjoy. Maybe it would be more peaceful… Because, as we all know, the different names we gave it only lead to bigger issues all around the world and let’s be honest: Those issues are just about a name and maybe some different translations of what might have been the same script thousands of years ago. And it is all about who is right, who has to cave in and who doesn’t.
Unfortunately the peaceful side of it disappears very fast, when it comes down to manifest whose believe is the “right one”… Why really can only one be right?
If we would really really really follow the essentials of a book, that was written such a long time ago by someone in flesh and blood and translated a million times (and I am not only speaking about the Bible), we might not go to war. We might respect everyone and everything around us…Maybe…
Look, I don’t really know the Bible but this is what I was always really confused about… I am confused that we treat the Bible as if it was given to us by that something/someone. How can we be sure, that it was not just a person like you and me, who decided to start a nice story and kept writing? Kind of like a blog, you know… And at some point someone took over and maybe added some little things here and there? Maybe that someone added some rules because they just came in handy. How do we know, that it was not just written to manipulate certain groups? We don’t. Because we were not there. We only have a book which was passed on over generations and generations, which has been re-written and translated (I know, I mentioned this before, but I feel like this is a major fact…) a couple of times.
And I know that a lot of you will probably cringe while reading this or maybe get upset. But please believe me: I am not questioning you. I think it is amazing, that you find peace and strength and your truth in the book which is important to you. And I am glad it works for you! I understand that faith provides you with a safety-net and that you feel at ease with your faith. And I admire that. I am aware that so far it sounds like I am generalizing, I know. I don’t think that everyone is extreme or uses their faith in a bad way. As always people are different and they handle and approach things in a different way.
I do see and approach it in a different way. I don’t see why I need to visit a place which is built by human beings to be “good”. I don’t see why I have to pray in a certain way, use words which are given to me by somebody else and follow rules which someone decided on in a time, which was so crazy different to ours. I have my conversations in my way. And I feel good about it.
I believe. And I want my kids to believe that there is something out there. That something created this beautiful world and is hopefully looking out for us and our world. I feel closest to this something (and I am letting the someone out here on purpose) when I am outside. When I feel the wind, the sun, the cold, the heat. When I hear the birds or watch the waves rolling in. When I see the starts, the clouds. When I smell the flowers, the soil, the ocean. I believe that there is something which is looking after us, which makes the world go round and round. I believe in my own way and I am grateful as well. Grateful for everything that is out there. Grateful for my healthy kids, for my family being healthy. For my life.
So please, please, please: Let people believe what they want to believe. Let them believe and follow their religion in their way. Find your truth in what is right for you but don’t force it on others. Don’t judge other people just because they don’t believe in the same things or in the same way you do. Don’t judge them because they have different values. Leave them alone if they leave you alone! Let them do it the way they feel is right for them.
Why is it, that in the name of religion, people try to overpower others. Why is it, that you can excuse every violent interference in someone else’s life in the name of religion? Why is it, that you are allowed to punish in the name of religion? Why is it, that you can restrain and hold down in the name of religion? Why is it, that other believes are labeled evil just because people think theirs is the one and only? Why is it, that people who are good who never hurt anybody are singled out and labeled evil just because they don’t fit the normal picture (ie homosexuals)? Why is it, that we go to war and kill in the name of religion?
I was thinking about this prompt for such a long time. In addition to this prompt I stumbled across a post by a pastor and dad yesterday which was so interesting to read and is so spot on. In addition to the post itself there were some spicy comments there as well… It sort of came in handy as a little example. In case I ask you: Why is it, that we dear to judge a pastor and dad for being prepared to love his kids for the way they are and will be or might be? I loved that he pointed out that his kids are the way they will be already now, given to him the way they are and will be. A very refreshing open mind…
Please understand, that I am not trying to imply that religion is something bad or is always used in a bad way! I am not saying it is bad to believe and to follow. I know that it is used in really great ways and that there are so many good ways to live your faith. I know that there are great people out there (like this pastor I’ve just mentioned), who use their believes to help others, who are open minded and have an open heart. What I am saying is that unfortunately, and too often, religion is used as a tool. A tool to control and manipulate people. A tool to find excuses. A tool to blame others. A tool to explain and excuse a personal aversion.
And this tool hurts and will hurt in the future. This tool starts wars and this tool destroys cultures (look at what the missionaries did. Native Americans, Aborigines, the tribes in the Amazon and so on). All in the name of religion. Cultures which were living in peace and in harmony with nature. They just lived their life in a different and unknown way. And in the name of religion it had to be changed. And destroyed…
Yes, I think religion is like a penis. Some people have it and some don’t. It is something that is very close to those who have it and something they are happy with and maybe even proud of. But it is something which should be personal and well looked after and maybe checked out every now and then… Please be proud of it. But enjoy it in your world and please be respectful of others and keep it to yourself. And maybe, just maybe it might be good to have a fresh look at it. And please, even if you enjoy it and you are happy with it: Never shove it down someone’s mouth without permission…
As I said: All of this above are my thoughts, my believes. I will not tell you what is wrong or right. Be happy with the way you choose to go. I highly respect how you choose to live your life and I respect your thoughts. Please show me the same respect and if you do not agree: I am happy to hear your thoughts if you manage to put them in nice words. Thank you 🙂