Sometimes naked
Sometimes mad
Now the scholar
Now the fool
Thus they appear on earth:
The free men
__Hindu verse
J once said that college robs students of their religion. Liberal campuses - urban in the way of communities that actively reject traditional expectations - and faculty systematically attack the presumptions of absolutes, demonstrate the similarity of religions over time and generally breakdown the compacts that we tacitly accept in year after year of prayer before dinner and Sunday school.
I’ve been thinking a lot about that lately – about spirituality vs religion, about the theocracy movement that is gaining frightening speed, about how easy it is to have everything you think you know changed by the company you keep.
I grew up in a religious family. Sure at the time that we knew what was right – or at least what was wrong. My father still reads the Bible every day, leads Bible studies, travels to Romania and India to carry out His work. My extended family includes ministers, missionaries, evangelicals – some of whom speak about all that happens – good or bad – as God’s will.
As a teenager, I was sure. I gave sermons on youth Sundays at church, I sat on committees, penned moving speeches to raise money, championed moral absolutes.
And, I guess you could say that I lost that in college. Or, you could say that I recognized my fallibility.
It is the way of organized religion to lay claim to Right – to be so sure that their personal beliefs are Truth that they will wage war to propegate them (literally as in the crusades; figuratively as in the legion of morally-inspireds graduating from “Christian” law schools charged with forcing religious principles into all aspects of public life).
The only thing I now know for sure, is that I know nothing for sure. Like many independent souls, I have struggled over the years with what I believe on any issue – from religion to civic responsibility.
I look no farther than the evening news to see how divorced my reality is from the rest of the world. Go as far as Angola where fear and ignorance of modern medicine led to the spread of a plague and the stoning of health workers who came to help. Go as close as downtown where homeless, some plagued by mental or physical illness, wander the streets begging for something as simple as a cup of coffee.
To be a Christian, some say, is to believe what cannot be proved, to make that leap of faith. I would argue that for many it’s much simpler than that – it’s being taught something from birth, making it as real as mathematics or any other lesson. Or it could be like any other drug, a reality that feels better than everything else. Or, the simple human want for the inclusion of community. For as many people who truly know God, I would guess there are at least of equal number who call themselves Christian for much more human reasons.
So, college … Didn’t take away my personal belief – something I have and will struggle with. Rather, it taught me that my beliefs are just that – beliefs: a theory, a world-view shaped profoundly by experience, a preference for how to answer enduring questions. I emerged a secularist – wanting to defend the independence of public spaces. To make moral choices personal choices. To enable continued exploration of what truly is Right, if such a thing can even exist.
And, so I lost my Religion – because organized religion requires absolutes – from molding laws based on derived Oughts to recruiting undecideds. And in losing it, I gained a powerful understanding of faith, of trust and of privacy.