I sat in the community garden tonight and talked with one of my neighbors, an old lady in an electric wheelchair. She was telling me she won't be able to garden next year, it's getting to hard for her since her stroke. So we talked about her stroke. I asked how she was managing and she started on Jesus being with her. After a bit I told her I'm completely irreligious. So she started preaching about taking Jesus into my heart, yada yada. To distract her I asked her what religion she is. Baptist. So I said my father had been Baptist but my mother was a JW. She said, "no wonder you don't believe. That's a CULT." Then she was off on how awful JWs are for a while.
But eventually she came back to preaching. How did she get her faith in Jesus? She was very depressed once when her welfare payment got screwed up, no money for rent, no food stamps, her kid was starving. Someone noticed how sad she was and said, "go to church with me." At church someone gave her $100 anonymously. The holy spirit suddenly infused her being! Then the 700 club showed up at her house and brought her food, clothing, furniture, everything she needed and some cash. Thank you Jesus. THEN, she went to the welfare office and got her welfare payment straightened out and got the money she should have received before.
So, some preaching about how Jesus is our savior and see how he helped her. Yada yada. What amazes me is how selfish it all is. Her needs were answered and she attributed it to Jesus. But she hasn't looked out beyond her own needs to see that millions of people suffer dire poverty and Jesus isn't helping them. Why did he help her and not all those others? Because she's somehow special and they aren't?
She said some funny things too -- such as that the Baptists, Catholics and Episcopalians have the truth and no one else does. Rather ecumenical of her. I asked about the Presbyterians. She said, "yes, them too, they have the truth."
Then I mentioned Mormons and she was off again for a while about cults. Funny thing is, and I've noticed this several times before in similar conversations, once she knew my mother was a JW she gave me up as a lost cause. No wonder I'm a non-believer! So funny.
Anyway, it's amazing how egocentric religion can be, and it was a very amusing conversation. Then I went to dig in the community compost pile for a while. Someday I have to tell you about the Great Compost War of 2013. Living in a community like this is certainly very entertaining.
Why didn't I confront her and challenge her religion? Because I don't really care what she believes. I don't really give a damn what anyone believes. As long as they don't push me too hard, that is. And it's certainly interesting to let them talk and reveal what their focus really is.