Tis the Season to be Jolly

A lot of people the world over celebrate Christmas on December 25th every year. Approximately 400 million humans take part in the festivities, making it one of the largest social, commercial and economic events of the year. It all generally begins a day earlier, however, on the 24th with Christmas Eve and continues the following morning with traditional gift opening rituals.

One of the things that makes Christmas special is its power of bringing people, family in particular, together again. Cousins, aunts, grandfathers and even the creepy uncle we all seem to have collectively make the effort to reunite during this time and rekindle the wonder that is extended family.

Christmas is derived from the old English word “Cristes maesse”, which literally translates as Christ's Mass. So, on this day, Christians the world over celebrate the birth of their God, Jesus Christ. However, like most rituals and traditions in Christianity, this is only his symbolic birthday. No one actually knows what day he is said to have entered the Earth.

With that lack of information, early church fathers did what they always have; filled in the blanks as they saw fit. In the early parts of the Fourth century, they gathered and chose the 25th day of December. They fixed the day around the old Roman Saturnalia festival (17 - 21 December), a traditional pagan festivity.

From 354 A.D, nearly all Christians accepted the day chosen for them and have honored the birth of Christ accordingly every since. The only sects to diverge from this norm are the Armenian ones who celebrate this day on January 6th.

While this fact is not really much to fret over, it is further sign of how much of what is believed today has been determined by mere humans. This troubling pattern plagues Christianity; when you don't have the answer, just make up something that sounds right and move on.

From the trinity, a word that cannot be found in scripture, to the very books that are in the Bible; this phenomenon is very prevalent. Being the pattern-seeking creatures that we are, humans finished off the things Jesus didn't tell us but really 'wanted to.'

It saddens me that we could not be satisfied with merely doing what was commanded of us and being Christ-like, living a life of love, forgiveness and the golden rule, but had to go one step further and become an army of Christians. The need for institutionalization may forever be the plight of humanity.

College Application Essay

Hey everyone! This is an essay I submitted to a Christian college where I was asked to explain my interest in the religious emphasis at the school. Enjoy!

The first time I held a Bible in my hand was just over a year ago. I opened it up, not knowing quite what to expect, and found myself immersed in the book of Proverbs. Feeling the rough pages of the aged book on my fingers, I flicked through its contents. The first verse I found was: “Iron sharpeneth iron; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend” (Proverbs 27: 17). Even thought I had heard it said that much of the Bible is written metaphorically and in parables, I had no idea what it meant or what context to digest it in.

With the hopes of better understanding the verse, I decided to get together with a group of my Christian friends later that week. As we were socializing, the topic shifted toward religion and the Bible. I soon began questioning them about their individual beliefs and how they had come to them. Then, a close friend of mine asked me what had piqued my curiosity. In answering her query, I informed everyone that I had recently read the Bible but had trouble wrestling with the many words and hidden meanings. I subsequently brought up the verse in Proverbs.

My friends chuckled among themselves. Eventually, they said that the verse was discussing the exact thing we were currently doing; talking about God, giving our different opinions on his nature and discussing the meaning of life. They went on to explain that it tells us we can gain wisdom, a word I had noticed repeated a great deal in Proverbs, from communicating with friends and companions.

From that moment on, something drove me to read more of this book and about this book. The librarian, also another Christian at my school, was very helpful the vast number of times I sought out books about God and religion. The year went on and I attended my first church gathering on a freezing cold December morning in Peja, Kosovo. The sermon was directed, in Albanian, by the father of a missionary friend that attended my school. I listened intently as he discussed a character called Paul from another book in the Bible called Acts. I went home and re-read the verses he cited in English, hoping to get a better understanding of the message within them.

My life from that point on has not changed much. If anything, the fervor I have for understanding God and religion has only been amplified. Mounting to a burning passion, it has also driven me to write a blog about my understanding of various religious and biblical concepts. I hope it will one day be the online version of the first discussions about God I had with my friends.

I do not know if the two are related, but in the same time my interest in psychology and counseling also grew. To my pleasant surprise, I found many books and an abundance of online sources that discussed the two themes interchangeably. I kept reading and, most importantly, kept discussing and sharing my opinions with whoever had the time and patience to listen to me.

That is probably the one thing that has made ****** University my number one choice for where I wish to spend the next four years of my life. The first sentence in the online page of the Psychology department at ****** says that it “integrates comprehensive study of the human mind with the Christian faith.” I was, and still am, immediately sold to the idea. I had finally found the place where my two passions could be intertwined. My mind raced to all the people I would meet; people like me yet at different places in their own spiritual journeys.

Everything I know today about Jesus and the Bible has come from my companions and a community that dedicates their lives to living a life like Christ. Despite my interest in learning about Christianity, I am very aware that there is so much I do not know. I feel that the strong religious emphasis that ****** provides can help answer some of the many questions I have. Immersing myself in a community devoted to Christ and his impact on humanity would greatly help me in my own journey through life while allowing me to contribute a slightly different perspective on the never ending discussion about God and how we, as mere humans, can inch closer to him.

The Beauty of Science

I remember growing up and feeling bad for the people that tried to be perfect all the time. They would set immeasurable standards for themselves and, sub consciously, for others that happened to be around them. Needless to say, such demanding a criterion was never met. Whenever failure presented itself to these people, they would scold themselves for not being perfect. Their entire lives would be put on hold as they fell into pits of depression for not being the right dress size or not getting an A on every single test they took. Such individuals were quite the sights for sore eyes.

During my childhood, I was bombarded with the lovely concept that mistakes happen and that they are truly unavoidable (the analogy of death and taxes comes to mind). What really matters, my teachers and parents would incessantly remind me, is that you learn from your mistakes so as to not fall victim to them again.

Science is blessed in possessing such an ideology. Religion, however, is not.

In all the times I've come into contact with a form of science I've been intrigued and mesmerized at the wonders of the things that surround me. I could describe such experiences as enlightening, humbling and even jaw-droppingly awe-inspiring. But, I would have never attributed the word "beauty" as an adjective to science. It never really came to my mind and if it had, I would have most likely shrugged it off without too much attention.

But, this is where the true beauty of science lies. It is allowed to be wrong. I could even go as far as saying that at times it is even required to be wrong, leading us one step closer to what is inevitably right and true. There have been so many wonderful and imaginative theories that have come our way because of science. Most have been proven, by science, to be untrue. What I personally find amazing is that the most wonderful and the most imaginative and the most elaborate theories have been the ones that have withstood the rigor of proof and evidence on the road to being truthful.

Take our solar system, for example. Two thousand years ago, humans would have been astoundingly baffled by the "theory" that our planet is one of a group that circles this giant ball of gas that doesn't seem so giant or "gassy" in the sky. They would have surely laughed at this elaborate idea and deemed it to be the work dreams and imaginative thinking. Many theories explaining our Earth and its relation to the Sun and the Moon and the other planets have been suggested. They have all been slowly proven to be untrue until, with the furthering of science, we can be certain that what we believe to be correct today truly is. The undeniable, unfalsifiable and incomparable beauty of science at its best; always asking, always probing and always scrutinizing.

Then, on the other end of the spectrum, we have religion. Each, or at least most, comes with some sort of book that explains everything and abundantly supplies its adherers with all the knowledge of the world, heaven, hell and all the in-betweens. I honestly don't see why we can't title such holy books as "ultimate how-to's on...everything!"

Most of them, unfortunately, were written a long time before science could even have a say in the matter. And with the development of science, most of the stories told in such books have gone from being considered the "one and only ultimate truth" to highly suspect and, at times, downright absurd and clearly untrue. But religion, of course, cannot go back and instruct Moses to change the whole "six day theory" because the Earth most certainly is not merely 6,000 years old. Nay, they cannot travel back in time and tell the Middle Eastern men who wrote the Old Testament that dinosaurs existed and that they might want to include them when passing off their works as the "words of god."

Religion, with all the lovely amounts of dogma that come along with it, is forced to reconcile scientific truth with their beliefs if they want to retain them. They aren't blessed with the notion that everyone makes mistakes and that they can be fixed and altered. These books and the believers peddling them are compelled to come up with fickle theories and absurd claims to explain the old age of our Earth, continental drift, the "theory" of evolution and so many more scientifically proven truths. My personal favorite of these irrational theories that attempt to reconcile the irreconcilable is the notion that dinosaurs did exist and lived happily with humans in same 6,000 year time span that the Earth has supposedly been around for (one cannot help but think of the Flintstones here)!

It is the job of science to question and scrutinize itself, constantly looking for possible errors and mistakes that may have gone untraced. Scientists the world over disagree on many things (such an idea may come as a wonderful thing to the apologist) and probe each other’s works. And when they are wrong, far from falling into depression like the perfectionists I grew up with, they get back up to the drawing board and start over again in seeking for the next, more elaborate theory that is surely to be the correct one. Unmistakably, this is the beauty of science at its most beautiful.

Sex and Survival

Corporations and business are nothing more than profit-seeking, money-making enterprises with a lust for green. The Nestle group is no different. Whatever decisions are pondered by the fat cats on the top floor are first pumped through many risk/reward programs. Recently, they have, together with their risk analyzing machines, decided that marketing powdered milk to famished pregnant women in Africa would be a wise business venture.

They first traveled to these countries offering free samples of the product to these women. So-called “scientists” informed the uneducated mothers-to-be that it would be a wise alternative for their babies to drink the powdered milk as it contained many nourishing entities that could be found naturally in the famished bodies they possessed. Naturally, they accepted without hesitation. What they weren't told was that they would eventually have to buy the product. There's no such thing as a free lunch, right!?

Of course, the women could not spend the little money they had in such a lavish way when it had to be used for food, water and/or medicine. Eventually, after becoming dependent on the free sample, their bodies gave out and no longer produced the natural milk, thereby providing quite the predicament for these women: buy the Nestle product or watch your babies slowly perish.

This was a story we analyzed in my Senior English class a few weeks ago. After reading and discussing this appalling report, our teacher posed a seemingly simple question for her students: what two things motivate people do the things they do?

Being somewhat aware of Freud and his theory, I answered that sex and survival are the two main contributing factors to our decisions. Being in high school, this statement was obviously met with a roar of laughter. I'm never one to turn down an opportunity to entertain my peers, but I was very serious with my hypothesis. The more I thought about it, in my admittedly angered state, the more it made sense to me.

How dare we judge Nestle for their actions!? They're a business. It's their job to think of ways to make more and more money. What they did was actually, however sadistic and cruel, quite a marvelous sales tactic. What better way to push your product than making your audience practically addicted to it. Ingenious! They were merely acting upon the instinct of survival. We all do it. We go to school, to go to college, to get a degree, to get a job and make money so we'll stay alive. Survival; and not too different from the kind we see in the animal kingdom.

Then there's sex. Have you ever wondered why we spend such elongated periods of time in front of a mirror? Sex is certainly the culprit. We get our hair done and buy clothes that accentuate our figures to attract the opposite gender in the hopes that we will stand out among other "competitors.” Hours are thrown away at bars as we woefully socialize with other humans hoping to make them want to mate with us. Like I stated before, the more and more I considered our society, the more the premise made sense to me.

Later that day, after the effects of the angering article had finally worn off, I remembered having once seen a man feeding a homeless person. At the time I didn't dedicate too much thought to the act. But this time around, it bothered me.

It just didn't...fit. He may have had an abundance of money, but just throwing it away to the "scrubs of civilization" didn't improve his chances of survival at all. In fact, that act only lessened his chances of surviving in today's world. And it certainly did nothing to help him get laid. Sure, many women would have considered him to be giving and generous and loving (all desirable traits in a mate), but no females were within sight. The simple act of taking money out of one's pocket to feed another man contradicted the entire theory.

As much as it pains me to say this most terrible of clichés, I think I "saw God" in that man. People have always sought him out; indeed, they will be forever searching for the divine. They will snoop around for Jesus at church. Other's will marvel at a Mosque when looking for Allah or sit in a synagogue seeking the wisdom of Yahweh. What these people do not seem to have realized is that they need not stare up into the heavens to find God. They aren't required to read words from pages within one of the many "holy" books that have unfortunately found their way into our hearts, minds and souls.

All they have to do is look within themselves and decide whether or not they have “found him.”

Pascal's Wager

It is mutually accepted by skeptics and believers alike that science and religion are two separate entities which cannot be intertwined. A scientist will tell you that his field of study is one that deals with quantifiable and observable things such as speed or weight. Likewise, a religious person will claim that their God is infinite and superior to any form of scientific testing. This is a rare consensus by two polarizing fields that we must all relish. What I find ironic is that a religious person will play the "infinite card" whenever science provides something contradictory to their ideology but, when logic and reason even hint at some truthfulness in their text or beliefs they jump with enthusiasm in saying that even science is on their side. But, I digress.

Blaise Pascal, a French philosopher and mathematician, made an attempt to reconcile the two concepts in the mid 1600s. His theory has many intricate details to marvel over but, in a nutshell, it states: "even though the existence of God cannot be determined through reason, a person should wager as though God exists, because living life accordingly has everything to gain, and nothing to lose." As a Christian apologist, Pascal had the Bible's claims in mind when formulating this claim, but it is widely regarded that this "logic" can be used when contemplating any of the vast number of deities in existence.

One is forced to tip their hat off to the Frenchman. He went a step beyond the usual logic that the Bible (or any other text "considered" holy) is the word of God and that's all the proof anyone could ever need. I will even take it a step further and actually agree with him! I mean, it does indeed make sense. Not being a Christian results in burning in hell forever and having to look up at the all the smiling people who threw away any logic and reason to get there. But, actually being a Christian has no implications whatsoever. How many atheists or agnostics have you seen going around to churches claiming that all who submit to this attack of intellectuality will be in immeasurable trouble someday? None.

With that said, I do have a few queries with the reasoning needed to uphold such an assertion. The first is that it is absurd to actually believe that not being a Christian will result in eternal damnation. The only source that states this is an outdated, Bronze Age text that we don't have original copies of or that has ever proven itself credible.

Then, we are forced to wrestle with the issue that an omniscient being would have to resort to fear and coercion to win over the people he created himself. Sure, we have free will. I get that. But doesn’t the bearded guy in the sky have any other ways to advertise this wonderful place called paradise? The only way he seems to be able to make it worth our belief and sacrifice of logic and intelligence is by telling us how bad the other place is. We don’t often contemplate it, but how many people do you think would subscribe to the absurdities of religion if it wasn't for fear of punishment? Would we have this many Christians if they didn't wrongly believe they had everything to lose?

The final problem one finds in the theory is that the other side hasn't resorted to threats. Like I said before, non-believers don't claim that everyone else is doomed simply because they didn’t believe an obscure and obsolete text or didn't ever see it. We are forced to ask ourselves why this is the case. I strongly believe that time of conception has a lot to do with it. Religion was born in a time where human minds were vastly primitive in comparison to today's standards. The writers (middle-eastern men, not God) of the Bible didn't have the advantage of scientific testing and proof or magic to sell their theories. They were forced to resort to scaring the herds of people they governed with their assertions of heaven and hell.

With that said, there are other holes in the ideology. If believing in God makes more sense than not believing in him, then which God exactly do we forfeit our reasoning to!? There are so many! And, they are all equally as gruesome with their threats of unbelief. It's truly a conundrum. I think it's very fair to believe that any unbiased spiritualist seeking the empty hope and comfort that only religion can provide will be utterly lost and confused with his choice. He will be forced, like so many are, to pick the one that suites his way of life and, thereby, creates a god that is in accordance with his criteria. Clearly, the epidemic of creating God in our own image is ever more apparent. Of course, every religious person will argue that they possess the eternal truth and have it right but, they are sadly faced with the burden of proof. And, seeing as they claim that science has no place in religion, they're stuck.

Pascal's Wager is indeed an interesting topic to discuss and contemplate. However, I personally believe that it doesn't serve as a solution to anything. Even if we do somehow forfeit more logic (by logical means, nonetheless!) in believing in one god, how much good will that do? I refer my readers to the post "Jump then Fall", which discusses the epidemic of lukewarm faith and how any god would be unsatisfied with it. It's fair to assume that believing because it makes sense would most definitely be lukewarm faith. We are left with the option of assessing all religions and ideologies about God with a clear mind and, most importantly, without predetermining what result we will have at the end, like Pascal's Wager demands. We will undoubtedly arrive to an array of different conclusions; it's what makes us human. All I wish to one day accomplish is that whatever conclusions we do arrive to, they will not be the result of coercion, fear, need for comfort or indoctrination. You’ll be truly surprised at how similar our conclusions will be.

A Fight Worth Fighting

The last five weeks of my life have been spent attempting to acclimatize myself with foreign surroundings. For all those foolish enough to believe that the world doesn’t revolve around me and therefore have not kept in touch, I moved to the state of Utah to finish my high school career. The change has been drastic, to say the least. Many hours have been spent fretting over passports, visas and applications. Many more hours have been spent engaging my mind with homework assignments that I forgot existed after a wonderful summer of idleness. Yet more hours have found themselves wasted away in some arbitrary basketball court or weightlifting gym.

Time has been a luxury that has evaded me constantly and without mercy. My blog has unfortunately become the unfair recipient of neglect. While it has indeed been tough to keep up with such an endeavor that requires a certain passion which my chaotic schedule does not allow, this is merely an excuse. It’s the easy way out of a bigger problem that my conscience does not wish to address. The bigger problem is that my fervor for this cause that my heart knows is worth the exhaustion has waned in the face of other, far less important, areas of life that I am regrettably forced to engage in.

I have found myself lethargic when contemplating the matters of God after a full day of deliberating far more important things such as push ups, compound sentences, and what I should have for lunch. This has contributed to my lack of contribution in the “fight” for intellectual freedom against religious dogma.

Every time a friend or loved one presents me with anything that even vaguely hints toward a religious topic, I go off on an hour-long rant. The monologue my unfortunate friend has found himself immersed in is merely the product of weeks of neglect to a topic my heart longs to scream about for days on end. Overcompensation is how the medical world would diagnose it. These rants aren’t even well articulated or thought through. They are fueled by the excess passion which hasn’t been directed where it should.

I won’t go into too much detail when describing what particular event sparked the flame in my heart that I feared had gone out. However, this I will say: it has come from a place that is responsible for so many other sparks of fascination, love, discovery, and companionship that I thought were exclusive to those who actually deserved such blessings.

All it took was the introduction to a very well written book to remind me of my purpose. It gave my very soul reason to persist in something far bigger than myself. Reading through the initial words I was reminded that success is a journey and not a destination. In this journey we are all faced with the road bumps that adversity throws at us. But, it is how we deal with these set-backs that determines our character and purpose in life. The book’s preface reminded me that what I was doing, however small in the grand scheme of things, was indeed worth engaging in.

The world and its inhabitants would be far better off without the absurdities and evils of religion. In the past month or so I convinced myself that the problem would fix itself and that it really wasn’t that big of a deal. While I am still very confident in the human race and have faith that one day we will shed this most unnecessary of creations, I also realize that I must be the change I want to see in the world. In being that, I must promote it. All it took was for the sunshine in my life to unknowingly reignite the burning flame in my soul.

Indoctrination: The Fear

Being a good, law abiding citizen I have never been to prison. I don't think I'd ever like to go either. It seems like a dismal place that doesn't just take away one's freedom, but crushes their very soul literally obliterating all hopes and dreams. One word comes to mind when picturing the cold grey walls in a prison cell: institutionalized. And, when that eerie word creeps into my mind, a very moving film follows in my trail of thought. Shaw shank Redemption tells the story of a bank accountant falsely convicted of murdering his wife. It describes his time in prison, and of course, his heroic yet very rebel act in escaping from incarceration while taking the law into his own hands. It's a great movie in number of even greater ways. However, it isn't necessarily the protagonist that comes to mind when I recall the film. It's the librarian in the prison named Brooks Hatlen. The "old man" had been a member of the prison population for over 42 years when his parole finally came up and he was "set free". He bids farewell to the last group of friends he made during his strenuous stay there and heads out into world to find a job bagging groceries. Shortly after, Brooks hangs himself. On the surface it is the most confusing act one can take about after being granted their freedom back. However, if you dig a little deeper you can see that, after such a long time of confinement one develops a certain feeling of appreciation for their surroundings and grows comforted by the day to day schedule they are engrossed in. Sometimes it really is hard to change something when it literally becomes your life and everything about it.

Call me crazy, but there just might something in this admittedly extreme comparison between the dynamics of religion and prison life. Anyone will tell you that the way children are raised will greatly influence who they will become, what they will do and even how they will do it. This is one of the main facets of religion that I tend to strongly dislike; the indoctrination of young minds. I could even go as far as to say it's a form of brainwashing. I won’t slam on Christianity like I am usually inclined to do because every religion is guilty of this "sin". When you go about telling a child what to believe, you steal any and all forms of logic and objective reasoning from them. It goes without saying, but those are two key tools needed to get by in today's world.

I remember a few weeks ago watching the documentary series "30 days" by Morgan Spurlock. On that particular episode a women with atheistic convictions was sent to live with a Christian family in the hopes of breaking some barriers that exist in today's society by forcing the two groups to learn about one another. I won’t go into the details of the episode (although I strongly urge anyone interested in watching the episode) as only the beginning of it concerns this post. Before the women left her family to join her Christian hosts, the show filmed her having one last dinner with her family and also documented the last dinner the host family was having. Obviously, the Christian family said grace and played up to the camera while talking about Jesus and all that good stuff with their children. This didn't astound me as am cognizant of the indoctrination that occurs within religion. What amazed me was the so called "free thinking" atheist family was discussing the fact that there is no God to their 3 year old toddler! This blew me away in ways mere words will fail to describe. It sickened me. No child should have their parents' convictions forced down their throats at an age they cannot possibly comprehend such things as a God and the complexities of religion. A kid should be busy playing with Legos and being mischievous, not learning that there is no god or that if you don’t ascribe to calling him a particular name you will not be saved. There is something fundamentally wrong with this.

Best selling atheist author Richard Dawkins made a great point in his book "The God Delusion" when highlighting this phenomenon. He discussed the idea of labeling children with such terms as "Christian child" or "Muslim child". To me, it seems terribly mistaken to figuratively give each and every kid on Earth a name tag with their name, favorite color, whether they like Barney and, not neglecting the all important one, which god they supposedly adhere to! Think about it this way; minors, that is any person under the age of 18, aren't allowed to vote for the obvious reason that their minds aren't matured enough to comprehend such important matters as healthcare, taxes and going to war. But, what about most important issue of all: God! How can a minor be possibly able to decided what they believe about god if they can't decide whether Obama's healthcare reform was a good idea or not!? This troubles me greatly because I think there is strong evidence to indicate that it has harmed society greatly.

When someone mentions the word "hell", the first things that usually come to mind are a butt naked man with red skin and a goatee wielding a pitchfork surrounded by molten lava, fire and his demons, who all probably resemble him somewhat. To me, it's comical. For most people it is something obviously fashioned together by popular culture, such as television and the general media, and a couple religious verses here and there. But to children, it is the darkest of dark where the worst people of all go because they didn't listen to Jesus or Allah. I can't imagine what my current perception would be had I been coerced into contemplating the depths of hell an early age. The sad fact is that too many children today are forced to deal with that and comprehend that vile place created ever so beautifully by the master “story tellers” of religion. I believe it is terribly wrong and even "evil" to some extent to scare a child, willingly or otherwise, into a certain realm of belief. Apart from prematurely stealing the innocence I believe we should cherish and nurture for as long as society will allow, it distorts a person's reasoning in later life when they are forced to deal with the finer aspects of god and religion. Literally scaring a person into believing something will make them defend that particular conviction not because it necessarily makes sense to the logic God himself provided us, and most likely wants us to use, but because it is the one thing they have been "suffocated" by from as early as the time mommy told them about Satan and what he does to the "bad little boys and girls".

I remember hearing on a television documentary series that religion was, in all literal senses, the "enemy of logic and rationality". I also distinctly recall thinking that was a very bold and rather extreme statement for one to propose. Then I began debating some of the issues that seemed to stick out for me about religion in hopes of finding some sort of answer or explanation. Needless to say, for most of these issues, there was none. All I encountered was a bombardment of different interpretations by different denominations and, my personal favorite, the argument of context. I was astounded to find that so many people had to resort to such measures to defend what they believed. Surly, I pondered; there must be something more concrete and factual than this? There wasn't, or has not been yet. This was when I finally understood what that apparently extreme statement was trying to convey; once you indoctrinate a person into one, fixed set of beliefs, they won’t ever defend what they intuitively grasp by nature, but rather what they have been "trained" to adhere to. For example, a Muslim or a Christian will openly claim that they are prepared to defend anything in the Koran or Bible, even if they have not heard what it is yet, just because it is in their holy book. Normal reasoning and common sense must bow down before that particular person's "word of god". This goes back to the point I have tried to bring fourth in the blog as often as possible: in a world where everyone knows they possess the ultimate truth and all other possibilities are utterly mistaken, we will arrive at every possible outcome except "truth", all the while parading our arrogance to the world no matter how powerful the contradictory evidence may be.

Now, I would be foolish to claim that every religious person is this way. It's a matter of fact that there do exist, however small in number, a certain amount of open minded people who adhere to some sort of religion or other but do not make any claim to ultimate truth and inerrancy in their textual doctrine, but simply believe. This, I have no problem with. This is a display of grace and willingness to cooperate with other human beings and scientific evidence in arriving as close to "truth" as the big Guy in the sky will allow. I have no problem with calling God "Jesus" or "Allah" or "Buddha", but when one goes as far as invalidating everyone else's beliefs and claiming they know it all, that is when the world is faced with a problem. I don't see anything wrong with the idea that all the religions in the world are attempting to describe the same God, our creator. After all, don't they all claim he is "indescribable"!?

If all religions are as confidant in their truthfulness as they would proclaim, then why can't we spare the children of Earth the pain of indoctrination? I mean, if a religious family really does believe they have the ultimate truth, why not let their new born find it on their own? This is where the problem lies. All these people of faith seem to have everything but that. They don’t trust that a normal, rational and logical adult will arrive to the conclusions they have without "a little helping hand". Now, I’m sure many believers will cite "the great number of people who have converted to their way of thinking in adult life". To this I refer them to the equally great number that has converted away. All that proves is the message I brought forth in an earlier blog which said that we all need a father figure or protector in our lives and are willing to believe any number of theories or absurdities to gain that comfort. Indoctrination, as I have come to discover from talking and debating with religious people, is a tool used by religion to "boost membership" and keep everyone believing that faith has to be blind.