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Coming to Jesus moments
Faith is such an over used word, especially when you are born into a religious family. Of course I was going to be a Christian, of course I would be baptised, and of course I would lose my religion in a heartbeat. As a born again atheist I find it interesting and intriguing when people convert into the religion, finding God in all the wrong places. Having rejected Christ and Christianity due to the history and textual nature of the bible it stuns me that people are so ready to believe the narrative put forward in the gospels. Coming to Jesus is less about reality and more about having a comfort blanket, at least that is what it appears to me. Just because you fear death and are looking for a community does not mean that religious faith is an answer.
I write this in part out of frustration at the current anti-trans and anti-women legislation passed by governments around the world, most of which is inspired by religious belief. Its almost as if the snake oil has become the lubricant of hate, with Jesus and the Quaran being used as the primary excuses to wail upon women, trans folk, and gay people. Bigotry has never needed a fig leaf, but religion offers a whole fig grove to cover the shame and cowardice inherent in this legislation. My disgust with those who use religion to beat down minorities is not undone by those religious folks calling for tolerance and understanding; indeed, those liberal…
