contradictions in the bible

Oh. My. God.

Every Sunday as a kid my parents would drag my brothers and I kicking and screaming to church.  We would try all sorts of things to get out of it.  Faking sick.  Making Mom literally pull us out of our beds.  Dragging our feet getting dressed, hoping if we were slow enough that we would be too late to go.  Anything to avoid an hour of so called godliness.

It wasn’t that I found church boring.  I actually quite enjoyed the singing and stories.  Where I ran into issues was the fact I was a child who had too many questions, and couldn’t accept “because God says so” as an answer.  I quickly discovered that people didn’t like when I pointed out contradictions in the bible.  Adults don’t want their beliefs questioned by a little girl in a Sunday School dress.

The truth is, I still have no use for organized religion.  I think it works for some people… I’m just not one of them.

I’ll wait while half of you unfollow my sinning ass, now.


These days I have no problem listening to people talk about their religious convictions.  I find it often tells me a lot about the way they view the world.

I welcome respectful theological discussions.  I enjoy hearing about the latest going ons with my friends who are converting to Catholicism.

I don’t have to believe what you believe to respect that you have those beliefs.

What does make me cringe, though, are the ‘Praise the Lord!!’ type kids shows.  I’m talking squirming in my seat uncomfortable.  Like I have to leave the room uncomfortable.

I was in that position today when Vista insisted on watching “From Aardvark to Zucchini: Alphabet of Prayers” on Netflix.

She’s been on a Veggie Tale kick lately.  And those I can handle.  They’re a little more subtle in their teachings.

This show, though is a shove-it-down-your-throat-praise-Jesus-and-God-created-the-world-and-you-better-be-thankful-for-it type show.


I tried to gently suggest other shows for her.  I offered to put on a movie.  But nope, she wanted the aardvark show.

I debated refusing to put it on, but then realized if I did that I would be doing to her what my parents did to me.

By refusing to allow her to watch this, I would be forcing my own beliefs on her.

I want her to grow up learning to question rather than just accept anything she’s handed as fact.

And that means allowing her to question our beliefs and choose her own, whatever they may be.

That doesn’t mean I can’t temper what she’s learning with alternative views, though.

Now who knows if they make a kids show that teache Buddhism?


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