Dealing with your religious family.

[emilynghiem]

After reading this from Cinijin;

Further lamenting on this theme:

Even my own parents, who are Baptist Fundies, don't actually pray for god to heal their friend who has MS. No no, they actually pray that god will help the scientists and researchers to discover a cure.


It has always angered me to no end. EVEN THEY know (although they would NEVER admit it) that their god is not going to cure their friend.

I realised that if my parents were fucknuts, I'd have a lot of trouble dealing with them, thankfully both were atheist.

As most of you are from the US, I was wondering how you deal with your religious parents other relatives, and even religious friends.

Hi 5thHorseman

My mom who is Buddhist and not SUPPOSED to be religious
will question why Christians think their way is the only way, the one way that is right. Then she turned right around preaching that Buddhism is the one way to reach an understanding and everyone needs to know this.

I think it must be a phase people go through, like rebellious teens when you are sure you have all the right answers and everyone else is stupid.

If you treat people as half their age, and let them go through their stages, it is almost laughable. I just wish people didn't hurt each other when they go through this. It can be heartbreaking and cruel, and that's why we have to forgive and let go, or we'd all be hateful and resentful for life.

People really are crazy. We go through these phases and are sure it is everyone else who is messed up, not us. It's like the whole world is thrown into group therapy together, and we don't even know it.

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Mama's Don't Let Yer Babies Grow Up to be Buddhas

Mama's Don't Let Yer Babies Grow Up To Be Buddhas
Don't let 'em ask questions 'n' argue too much
Raise 'em up Christian 'n' Muslim 'n' su-u-uch
Mama's Don't Let Yer Babies Grow Up To Be Buddhas
They'll spend all their youth runnin' after the truth
When no kinda proof is enuff

Buddhists are impossible to lu-u-uv cuz they just won't let go
They'll never admit they were wrong, they'll say "I didn't know"
They won't make assumptions 'n' won't believe nothin'
Unless you c'n prove it today
An' if you don't understand 'em, you might as well shoot 'em
Or the problem just won't go away

Mama's Don't Let Yer Babies Grow Up To Be Buddhas
They'll take yer religion 'n' rip it apart
Blowin' yer mind while they're breakin' yer he-e-eart
Mama's Don't Let Yer Babies Grow Up To Be Buddhas
They'll give up their home and go out on their own
Searchin' fer somethang we can't never know....

Buddhas won't pay fer no college to limit their learnin'
They gain all their knowledge by dreamin' all day 'n' all night
Yew folks who know better don't bother 'n' those who do
Waste all yer time tryin' to save 'em
Those miser'ble creatures surrounded by preachers
Who don't know their left from their right

Mama's Don't Let Yer Babies Grow Up To Be Buddhas
Don't let 'em ask questions 'n' argue too much
Make 'em be Coptic 'n' Catholic 'n' su-u-uch
Mama's Don't Let Yer Babies Grow Up To Be Buddhas
They'll spend all their youth runnin' after the truth
When no kinda proof is enuff

Mama's Don't Let Yer Babies Grow Up To Be Buddhas
They'll ask fer more answers then you c'n dream up
Pray that the Rapture will snatch 'em right up
Mama's Don't Let Yer Babies Grow Up To Be Buddhas
They'll give up their home 'n' go out on their own
Searchin' fer some other god
They'll give up their home 'n' they'll roam 'n' they'll roam
Searchin' fer some higher god. . .