I first want to thank everyone for their nice thoughts. My heart was a little broken, but I’m kind of over it now. Kelli and I have been talking, almost endlessly since Tuesday, and we’ve decided that we are all kind of shocked by this. She spoke with John and guess what he said? He thought that he could save me like his friend saved him and led him to the Promise Keepers. He said I was nice and sexy, he thought I was worth his time. I suppose I was his Mary Magdalene to his Jesus or whatever. Such an arrogant statement. I don’t need to be saved. I live a good honest life. If, at the time of my death, I find out that there is indeed one god who will pass judgment on me I have no worries.
Anyhow, so much didn’t add up with John that it hurt my brain to think about it. I wish he would have been up front with me. I would have saved myself lots of energy and time. We just never talked about religion. I can usually tell when things aren’t going to jive and he fooled the shit out of me. He rented the DaVinci Code for crying out loud. Who would have thought?
I also want to say that I have no problem with Christians. I was raised Episcopal and my mother converted to Catholicism several years ago. I sometimes go to Christmas mass with my parents. It’s beautiful. I believe the bible, later gospels, agnostic texts, old testament, and many scriptures to be some of the most interesting books and stories ever written. I love biblical history and believe that the things Jesus preached were full of goodness. It’s man who has tainted what Jesus taught.
Most of my friends are Christian. I accept all people. I would never judge someone solely on their religious beliefs. ANY religious belief. As long as you’re nice to me and respect my beliefs, I respect yours.
But zealots are scary and the Promise Keepers are what I describe as zealots. My problem with John is the particular organization he belongs to. They scare me. They are cultish. They believe that women should submit to men, as they are the leaders of the household. That’s just one reason why I don’t like them. Some of their leaders have been accused of being racist as well. That is unacceptable to me.
So, that’s all I have to say about that. I’m moving on.
This week is proving to be crap. Work sucks, I can’t sleep, it’s rainy and chilly, and I have a big case of the blahs. I want a mulligan.
Any sort of radical belief is scary.
Most of my family are Christians and some of my closest friends are JEwish.
I’m agnostic and sort of pick and choose from both.
As an example, I really respect the way Jewish people deal with death… Bury theperson and then sit shiva… Much more humane than displaying a person in an open box for three days in my opinion.
Then again, their ideas on pork are a bit silly….
I like Christ as an historical figure and really the world would be much better off if everyone acted “Christ-like” However, most of the things done in his name make me sick.
Politics is a similar thing with me… I don’t understand how anyone can be far-left or far-right…. There’s a lot of common ground to be found in the middle.
Wonderful grey areas
WTF? you had durty sex and he then comes out with all this religious garbage?
I thought they didn’t have sex outside of marriage?
You poor thing. What a fucking freak to have to endure.
You’ve earned your mulligan.
I never thought you were anti-religious, just anti-hypocracy and deception. Raising my glass to you for a better week.
For what it’s worth, I also didn’t think you were anti Christian. We all have things people do that we’re not comfortable dating. It doesn’t mean we hate everyone who does it, but dating someone is the most intimate kind of connection. You have to really be on the same wavelength.
For instance, I have zero problem with anyone drinking as much as they want to whenever they want to. But I’d personally never date someone who has to get plastered every night. That’s just my preference.
So I got what you were saying. Plus, they are really fucking scary. They’re the guys who sob a lot, right?
I agree with you!
Religion and spirituality are personal things that are very deep rooted. I have my beliefs some align with being Catholic, others with other beautiful religions.
But to tell me that I am wrong and that their religion is the only way out or the only right one, pisses me off. I thought that your God is the only judge…
i admire your views. And I agree on the Promise Keepers being on the cultish side. I’ll put money down that he won’t be part of them forever. Especially when they start admonishing him for not following the “rules”.
Sorry that it didn’t work out, but at least your “drought” got reset to zero. I should be so lucky!
“As long as you’re nice to me and respect my beliefs, I respect yours.”
Amen, Debbie!
Unfortunately, my experience with most church types is they say they embrace this, then attempt to brainwash you in believing just as they do…’cause their way is THE way and all.
Sigh.
Big hugs and best wishes for a sleep filled, happier weekend.
Dirk kinda took the words right outta my mouth…
My experiences with organized religion have all gone badly. By the time I leave my husband’s church I’ve spent nearly all day there. When I leave I feel almost abused from the screaming coming from the pulpit and I definatly feel I’ve been shaken down for every spare coin. He actually has to bribe me to go. And I’m never up for the “fashion show” competition that seems to take place every Sunday when they look every woman up and down to see who’s wearing what and who wore it last week. Why can’t I just wear jeans? Does God really care if I’m in a dress or denim? I think not. Yet let me show up with no stockings on.
And for what? I believe in God, I believe in other’s rights not to believe. I do what I think is right and I try to treat people the way I want to be treated. And I don’t need a church to pray to him, I do that all day long off and on to get through the day!
Am I the only one who doesn’t know what a mulligan is? What is it?
It’s a golf term meaning to do something over as if it didn’t happen. Don’t kill me golf experts if I’m slightly off.
Promise Keepers are definitely bad news in my personal experience.
My main promise with many christians is that I simply don’t trust anyone who claims to know all the answers.
That group scares me too. We know you’re not anti-Christian. Anyone would feel extremely betrayed by this guy’s muddled viewpoints.
Weekends Off, that form of church is pure torture. I hope you find your freedom soon.
Oh, ICK. See what I miss when I work so hard all week and can’t read blogs? Oye, so sorry to hear about Dr. John. How convenient that he waits to let that little gem out AFTER he gets a little somethin somethin. Hope your weekend is better. :o)
Deb,
Bravo to you for knowing when to cut your losses and move on. Your man is still out there.
Hugs,
Bonnie
Deb,
I was really sad to hear things didn’t work out with you and the good Doc. Sounds like the sex was good at least! I was really creeped out by his religious zealot thing..ick! just ick! I hope you find someone who treats you right and is not a freak! God..is there anyone out there like that? I’m beginning to wonder myself, but I hope so!
sorry it didn’t work out, and to your mary magdelene comparison, she didn’t need saving as she was the most devout of the crew, unless you believe the bullsh*t that she was a hooker.
keep rolling, my friend.
gotta say i’ve seen a lot of crazy religous behavior in my town but i’ve never heard of trying to save someone by fucking their brains out. arrogant hypocrite.
I’m sorry. But at least you got some good sex out of him.
hotwire: I’ve never believed Mary Magdalene was a hooker, but most people still think that and that’s why I chose that comparison. I actually love Mary Magdalene, her story, her legend. She represents love to me.
Unfortunately, my experience with most church types is they say they embrace this, then attempt to brainwash you in believing just as they do…’cause their way is THE way and all.
Couldn’t have said it better myself. Preaching tolerance and then only being tolerant to those whose beliefs match theirs…what a crock of shit.