I lost my religion in phases. First I gave up on Catholicism, then Christianity, and finally spirituality. I was somewhere between Atheism and questioning spirituality when Pickle was born. Hubby has been Agnostic as long as I have known him, so it was obvious to us that Pickle wouldn’t be baptized. We had a lot of supporters at the time
As time went by, my sister-in-law backed out of support and had her children baptized in a very elaborate fashion. This resulted in my mother-in-law giving me dirty looks when Pickle didn’t sit still, at 2 years old, for a service that lasted over an hour. MIL is always trying to get Pickle to church. I deal with it by avoiding leaving Pickle with my MIL and FIL overnight on Saturday nights and always sending him with just play clothes (nothing nice enough for church). Honestly, I was expecting it all along. My MIL pushed religion hard on her children. She is not happy with her grandson being raised outside the church.
The surprise came two years ago when my best friend began teaching at a Catholic school and joined the Church. She quickly got her younger child into Sunday School and baptised, and when the older child saw how much fun it was to have a party and get gifts for being saved, they signed right up. At first I thought it was just a ploy to increase job security. Catholic schools will fire teachers for just about anything.
Now I will admit that Bestie has not been pushing any kind of belief. She knows I have had enough of that Kool-Aid* and won’t be going back. But she keeps telling me how great the new Pope is, and how her church is full of open-minded progressive Catholics, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Her daughter, on the other hand, has decided that she needs to spread the “good word” to Pickle! Mind you, nothing that he has come home with has been good news. It’s funny how the first thing they want to do is put the fear of God, Satan, and Hell in children.
After a play date, Pickle came home and asked why we don’t go to church, and asked about God. We explained that we don’t go to church because we don’t believe in a god. That there are a lot of people around the world who believe a lot of very different things. We pointed out that some people believe in one or more gods and that some people don’t believe in a god at all. We explained how we came to the conclusions that we did. He sat and listened, and asked questions. I’m happy with that—as long as he keeps asking questions, he is not going to be a sheep that is easily led.
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