A Matter of Belief
My sister just went through a difficult time with a local government agency. It is over now, and I thought I’d take her to lunch awhile back just so she could have some time away from home.
Somehow, we got on the subject of evolution. And homosexuality. And the lunch, while not exactly contentious, was on its way to becoming heated.
My sister is very firmly entrenched in the Bible. Six days to create the world, man created out of clay, woman from his side. And that homosexuality is a choice.
I believe in God. And I believe God is the greatest programmer of all time. That evolution is His creation in progress. That we could have evolved from single celled organisms because God is just that cool…and omnipotent. I believe that the Biblical creation echoes an evolutionary process, just over billions of years instead of six days. However, early man couldn’t understand the complex processes, and therefore man relayed it as best he could understand it.
My sister, however, firmly believes in the Adam and Eve story. No evolving from primates, especially no evolving from single cells (even though I mentioned the single-cells of the egg and sperm that create a human). Humans are better than that, apparently. I mentioned the mitochondrial evidence that does seem to indicate that modern humanity came from one woman, an ‘Eve’ if you will, that science IS reflecting the Bible. But she dismissed it entirely, using her rationalization that we couldn’t come from a single cell.
Then…we discussed homosexuality. She firmly believes that it is only a choice, that people aren’t born that way, and it goes against God’s will. I said I believe it happens both ways. I asked her if she believed that God created all life on Earth, and she said ‘yes’. So then I asked her about homosexuality that occurs in animals. She was flabbergasted, and asked for examples. All I could think of at the time was dolphins, primates, and penguins (the male penguins that raised a chick that was in the news awhile back). She just couldn’t believe it. Then I told her that one of my proudest moments of my son (Eraserhead) was when one of his friends chose to ‘come out’ and tell him he was gay. That that young teen had such faith and trust in my son’s friendship with him to reveal his homosexuality. I was almost crying because it moved me so much. I think instead of seeing the beauty of that situation, my sister was more worried that my son was hanging around gay people and might become gay!!!!
I knew we were getting nowhere fast. I really don’t try to ‘change’ the minds of people who believe one way or another. I don’t care what you practice as long as you don’t go Westboro Bap. Church on me (and gays can be as militant as the fundies!)
My sister is very religious. She has ‘faith’ there is a God, that He created the world. She believes in the Bible and in doing God’s work.
Homosexuals also have a belief. They ‘believe’ and have ‘faith’ that they are homosexuals. That belief is just as strong as my sister’s belief in God. How do we prove that one ‘faith’ is right and one is wrong?
You don’t. It just is. Treat each other decently. Don’t be an asshole. That’s pretty much Christianity summed up, right??? Don’t be an asshole. Be nice.