This is really kind of awkward but
something that I have to deal with every day. Having moved from a large city to
a small southern town, there are quite some big changes to be noticed. I was raised
in a household with religious variety but the same cannot be said for this
small town. You see, unlike my parents and the majority of this town, I am not
Christian; I am Buddhist. There are more religious groups on campus than you
can shake a stick at. I feel as if I spend the majority of my time dodging and
dancing around bible study invites and “soul-saving” handouts. People are
always saying really awkward things to me. I have teachers advising me to pray
before a test and I am painfully dumbfounded. In the teachings of the Buddha,
it is believed that praying is useless.
I try not to be petty about it, but I am
bothered that everyone assumes that I am Christian. People say things to me
like “I asked God for this” or “God told me that” and try as I might to not be
judgmental, these people sound like a bunch of loons to me. Please don’t get me
wrong. I am not saying that there is no god. I am just implying that maybe
putting more time into studies might be more helpful than talking to people in
other plains of existence?
A few weeks into this semester, I was walking
to class when someone tries to hand me a handout about the crucifixion that was
printed to look as if it were smeared in blood. I was offended by the fact that
they would choose to use blood and death as an attention grabber when talking about
something good. I politely rejected the handout and continued walking when from
behind me the same man yells to me “This could be your last chance!”. To be
honest, this really pissed me off. I couldn’t help but turn around and call
this man an asshole. I am not Christian. In fact, I believe that people who are
to be the most insane people in the world, however, I would never publicly bash
someone for what they did or did not believe.
Two weeks ago, I was sitting in the lab
doing my homework when a woman walks up to me and points out the little Buddha
idol that I keep with me. “Are you Buddhis”? she asks. I tell her that I am and
then continue with my reading. “You’re going to hell for that, you know?
Worshiping anyone other than God is a sin” She complained. At this point all I
wanted to do was to bash in her religiously ignorant face with her bible that
she knew “Oh so well”. With a smile that hurt to force, I explained to her that
just because she believed those things did not mean that everyone else did to
which she replied “I just don’t want to see you go to hell”. Annoyed, I told
her that Buddhist do not worship Buddha. Buddha was not a god, never had any
magical powers, and never claimed to. This is not the first time that this has
happened to me but I suppose that it is to be expected in a small southern
town. I just wish that people would be more open-minded.
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