The Trinity Lutheran Church is clearly an evangelical Christian church – that is, one of their main purposes and motivations is to get other people to join their church. Their style and approach in doing so fooled me for a bit – it seems so low-key and inclusive compared to other evangelicals.
However, despite their good nature and tolerance (compared to other evangelicals I have encountered), from time to time they still manage to rub me the wrong way. One of the behaviors that irritate me about religious believers is how they indoctrinate children into their belief system when the children are at a very young age. I am not sure what is a better method though. When my daughter was young, I did not say much about religion. When she was in kindergarten, George, a naughty boy who lived next door told her, “Santa Claus is not real.”
My daughter related this to me when she came home from kindergarten. Going Socratic, I asked her, “What do you think?”
“I don’t think he is real. Why did you let me believe in him?”
I said, “I thought it better to let you figure it out for yourself.”
After that, I didn’t have to say much about religion. However, she soon became an atheist, perhaps from being raised by atheists. Also, one of her baby sitters began to teach her about Jesus without asking us, which irritated me quite a bit, but it had no effect.
My daughter’s partner was raised as a Methodist. When she and my daughter became an “item” in college, my daughter converted her to atheism in fairly short order. As far as I can tell, their scheme for our granddaughter (now 8 years old) is to start taking her to various churches when she is a little older and let her decide which one she prefers. My daughter said to me, “I hope she decides not to become a religious believer, but it will be up to her.”
One of the last times I was at Trinity Lutheran Church, after a wood splitting session, the Pastor was teaching a religion class about Jesus and the Resurrection to a group of small children, probably about 3-5 years old. They were acting out (it was near Easter) a little play about Jesus rising from the dead. The Pastor came over to us (the wood splitters) after the children finished chuckling.
“I have to share a story with you,” he said with a grin. It seems that a little girl (about four or five) was playing the role of Jesus. I guess she got to pretend to be crucified on the Cross. As she was lying in the tomb, waiting to rise from the dead, the little girl began to call out, “I have to go pee pee!”
The Pastor and everyone in the group (except me) found the story amazingly charming and entertaining. I kept as amused an expression on my face as I could, but in fact I found the episode unpleasant and distasteful. I have said nothing to Craig or any of the other Christian wood splitters, but the next week I took a trip to the mainland to drop in on a meeting of “atheists, humanists, freethinkers” and the like. I felt a great relief to be around a group of people whose attitudes and thinking was much closer to mine. We watched a movie about abortion, called “Lake of Fire.” The movie and discussion was interesting and well done. (The movie was not “anti-abortion” or “pro-choice.” It was a documentary about the issue and portrayed many points of view and many incidents, including a scene of a baby being aborted and portrayed incidents involving people who had assassinated abortion providers.