So I was walking across a parking lot today and very nearly got hit by lightning. Yes, there was a storm. I was holding an umbrella, and my hair stood on-end as the bolt struck nearby.After I got my holy-crap-I’m-going-to-die butt into my car (freshly washed), I remembered a lady who literally backed away from me when I told her I was an Atheist. She was afraid of the lightning from God. Literally.This has always struck me (pun!) as the stupidest possible reaction. Not the most hateful or disapproving, but the stupidest.Give us your story of the time that sticks out. Good or bad!
Since I attended church in high school, my mother didn’t believe me when I told her that I don’t believe in god. Even explaining to her that I didn’t really believe when I went to church did nothing. She’s never forced a choice on me, she just doesn’t believe I “changed my mind” about god.
I get the “devil worshipper” comment. What’s so hard to understand about not believing in any of the xtian paganism?
I have the best religious conversations with one aunt and grandmother who believe in a “higher power,” a cousin who follows Odin, and a mormon uncle. They all seem to respect my choice.
That may have not been God trying to kill you, but to change your ways.