“An Atheist believes that a hospital should be built instead of a church. An Atheist believes that deed must be done instead of a prayer said. An Atheist strives for involvement in life and not escape into death.”

— Justin Brown

Man, do I love the above quote. I consider myself a tad bit more Agnostic than Atheist, but really that’s based on hope of an afterlife, not reality. Truth is, I don’t believe in God. I just don’t. And no matter how many times people say, “But, you should read this …” or “Well, how do you explain that …”—I’m not buying. I’m just not.

How do I explain humanity? A huge explosion, followed by years of darkness, followed by dinos and evolution.

How do I explain the power of prayer and miracles? I consider both to be nonsense.

How do I explain goodness? Honestly, I wish it were more plentiful.

I love my life. My wife, my kids, my friends and family members. I’m crazy about my job. In short, I’m a very happy and content 38-year-old guy. But I don’t need to comfort of God or Jesus or anyone to make my life fuller. Now, would a belief in the afterlife bring me a peace of mind I don’t possess? Certainly. I do not like the inevitabiity of eternal nothingness. I truly don’t. But I am also a firm believer in living for the now; of embracing the present; of taking stock every single day. I don’t need to be spoon fed the idea of one day meeting with God on a cloud, because I don’t believe it. I mean, I really … don’t … believe … it. I consider the whole thing ludicrous nonsense; this idea that God hears all of our thoughts; know what’s in our hearts; that if you’ve accepted Jesus in your mind and soul you’re destined to eternal salvation, but if you haven’t …

C’mon. I mean, c’mon.

Recently my daughter, age 7, told me she doesn’t believe in God. I’d never had the conversation with her before; this was something she decided while attending school and, to a lesser degree, Hebrew school on Saturday mornings. Most parents would be bummed to hear this from a tot, but I wasn’t. I wasn’t thrilled either—I was, simply, proud.

Proud that she’s already thinking for herself, and that she has her own mind and her own sensibilities.

Proud that she doesn’t just buy into the first myth.

Proud that she’s wise.

12 thoughts on “G*D”

  1. What exploded?
    We really shouldn’t worry about animals going extinct they’ll all evolve. Global warming should be no big deal.
    I never need God to be happy or fuller either, that pretty much come from within.
    She knows what you believe and think. Why do we think kids are oblivious to our actions and beliefs?

  2. never witnessed a miracle but seen a sunrise and sunset.

    Our thoughts and actions are imprinted on our young so don’t be so proud because pride comes before the fall.

  3. I have talked to my two daughters (15 and 10) about it. They can make up their own minds, and their mother is Wiccan, one set of Grandparents is Catholic, and the other are some sort of Fundy Christian, so they get a lot of perspectives outside my Atheist one. But, yeah, my 10-year-old told me last night she doesn’t believe in heaven or hell. I’m very happy 🙂

  4. Ah, Roger’s comment sums up the problem I have with the majority of religious people. They just co-opt what they’ve heard to be, well, gospel without doing any investigating of their own. The actual quote- and one would know this if they actually read that book they all think is so rad- is “Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall.”

  5. Joseph
    thanks for the actual quote. glad for the dialog : as a critical care nurse for close to 30 years , my investigating is done watching humans interact during their periods of stress.

  6. i don’t believe in god either, but i guess you can only be wise and have your own mind if you are a non-believer? pretty condescending, if i must say so

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