In my last post I mentioned that I avoid dialogue but I didn’t mention that I have found ways to co-habitate with skeptics which I think is worth mentioning.
C.S. Lewis attempted to dialogue with the skeptics but I think in this day and age his arguments would not be all that effective. Chronicles of Narnia’s intricate weaving of myth and the Christian story my come close for some people, but we live in a society that has disconnected its stories to reality. The real world is very separate from our escapisim TV media world. I see most people just trying to survive their job and their demands and they don’t take the time to connect their beliefs with the life they live. I also see a world where people are tired of being preached to and the emphasis is on “whatever makes you happy and can get you some money”. That is what I see as culture of the younger generations. The heavy beats of the rap music with repetitive lyrics that numb you into a hedonistic bliss of consciousness.
What I do see working is by practicing faith by my own example. People at work know that I am a Christian and they watch what I am doing. One staff from an early point in time made it known that he was an atheist. My response to him was something like “That’s great, I admire someone who is confident in their beliefs”. I recall him voluntarily telling me that he had seen much damage in his childhood that occurred on account of religion. I believed I responded by sympathizing with his issues. Now two years later we still get along and he has been a good team player that I can count on in times of crisis. My tactic is to build relationships, respect, and dialogue about healing the wounds first before we jump ahead into a new vision of Christianity. I see so many wounds that need to be dealt with which take priority over intellectual banter. Here is where, I try to be an example of love and compassion. My hope is that when people feel love and compassion they will carry that with them and want to pass it on to others and hopefully grow in their practice of faith even if they don’t believe in God.
Another example was when a girl at work was very vocal about her faith as an atheist. She hated religion and she hated me for being so naive about the whole subject. She was a smart kid who had a lot of the “Bill Mar” teachings which she often went out of her way to explain to me. I never argued with her and always changed the subject. As I got to know her better I found out that her mom was a devout catholic who had committed suicide. I then understood a little more where she was coming from. I had a friend once who’s brother committed suicide and the catholic church refused to conduct the burial. It was a very emotionally traumatic experience for him and his family. Thihnking back to that experience, I often talked to the girl I work with about things that were important to her and tried to help her find meaning in her life in simple ways, like a favourite song, or coffee flavour or video game etc.
Recently I went over for dinner and the subject came up again about religion. I changed the subject strategically in favour of what one girl at the table had said. She had said something like “God never talks to me”. So I went with that part of the conversation and said ” You know that my grandma said once that God spoke to her”. The group looked at me and frowned. I told them the story and everyone listened. Then the girl who was atheist spoke up and said “Apparently my little nephew claims that my mom came to him in a dream and told him that Jesus was in his heart”. So I didn’t make a big deal about the topic but I just smiled and said something like “wow, what a great story”. Then the religion debate fizzled and no one knew what to say after that. We changed the topic and I knew that the girl would be remembering her story after having told it to people. I believe it was a sacred story that was helping her build her identity. The great mystery continues…