I’m not bringing this up as an
example of the sort of traumatic experience that led to my atheism. I had
already been calling myself an atheist for several years before this event, and
had long since become comfortable with it. No, I bring it up because it created
one of the rare situations in my adult life where I actually attended a church
service. It was right after the funeral, and we went with my grandmother to
church because it was important to her.
I also bring it up because, not only
is it a lead-in for why I was present for this particular sermon topic, but
because the point I want to make gels so perfectly with the circumstances. You
see, the topic of the sermon that day was how God/Jesus is the only one in your
life who never lets you down.
This actually isn’t all that unusual
a message in Christian churches. In fact, I hear it all the time even as a
non-churchgoer. The way this particular pastor phrased it wasn’t even all that
unusual; it was just the weird incongruity between message and circumstances
that made this particular episode stand out in my mind. He started out by
saying that there is no human being who will not disappoint you at some point or
another. Which is true enough, I suppose, but kind of trivial. But he really
had to hammer the point home, so he took it to the next level with the claim
that even if someone could somehow always be there for you in every
circumstance throughout their entire life, they would still let you down by
dying.
Imagine my incredulity. This was my
grandmother’s pastor. He knew what she had been going through. He knew she had
just buried her youngest son that weekend. And here he was, standing up in
front of his congregation to tell everyone that her son – a generous,
fun-loving and active man who had spent better than a year fighting one of
the most aggressive cancers known, enduring surgeries and experimental
treatments, hallucinations, loss of vitality, and personality alterations as he
struggled to defeat the disease that was claiming his life – had failed her by dying.
Having made that awful point, the
pastor then went on to preach about how there was one person who would always
be there for you, never disappoint you, never fail you, and of course that
person is God. This same sermon, I should mention, made the point that while
God is always there for you he doesn’t always give you what you want or think
you need. He trotted out the old cliché that “God answers all prayers; just
sometimes the answer is ‘no,’” and went on to the usual dreck about how you
just have to believe that God has a plan for you that is far better than any
petty needs you may think you have.
From my perspective, this whole
spiel was outrageous nonsense. Here we have a man standing up in front of
people who trust him belittling the struggle of a very real, and now very dead,
man in order to prop up respect for his fictional being. Manipulating the grief
of his fellow human beings for the sake of his imagined god. “Be disappointed
in the guy who died on you in spite of his heroic efforts not to, but you can’t
be disappointed in the dude I claim could have saved him and didn’t because He
had other plans.”
But let’s take a moment to think
about the full message is here. Of course, the observation that all humans will
let you down at some point is true, as I pointed out before. Everybody is
limited, so even those with the best intentions will probably, at some time,
simply not have the emotional or physical resources to be there for you in some
way or another. Maybe your friend misses your wedding because they are too
burnt out from school finals. Maybe your sister doesn’t have fifty bucks to
lend you to get that mortgage payment in on time. Everybody, absolutely
everybody, disappoints you at some point or another because they’re human.
But God? God is always there. Sure,
he didn’t lend you that fifty bucks either. And while you’re disappointed in
your sister for it, you can’t be disappointed in him. Because he’s “there for
you” in your head, and maybe he has a plan for you that will be wonderful and
somehow depends on you getting your house foreclosed on. You just don’t get to
know the details, or at least not until maybe after you’re dead. When, you
know, nobody will ever get to verify all this goodness that will happen to you.
See, it’s a ridiculous
double-standard. You can be disappointed in people when they somehow fail to
live up to your expectations. You often get to know the reasons for those
failures (at least in part) and make a judgment about whether they are
justified. But for God? He can fail you in the exact same way, and you never
get to know the reasons, but you’re not allowed to be disappointed in him?
It’s self-evident that you can’t be
disappointed in someone when you’re not
allowed to have expectations of them.
That’s what it comes down to. You’re
allowed to have expectations of people, and when they fail to meet them you can
be disappointed. You’re not allowed to have expectations of God, so his failure
to meet them can’t disappoint you. Then the pastor pulls a bait-and-switch, trying
to sell you the idea that not being disappointed because you have no
expectations is exactly the same as not being disappointed because your
expectations have been fulfilled. He tells you that “I’m there for you by
having a really good, secret reason for letting your kid die slowly and
painfully from cancer I could easily prevent,” is exactly the same as “I’m
there for you by bringing you food when you’re too down to cook for yourself,”
and the amazing thing is that people buy it. They’re not the same thing, and it’s a lie to suggest that they are.
Why? I ask in all seriousness. Why
do people believe any of this?
Mind you, I’m not saying it’s bad to
have no expectations of God. I certainly have none, any more than I have
expectations of Frodo Baggins. Sometimes good things happen, and sometimes bad,
and we deal with those things as they come. If we’re lucky, we’ll have real
flesh-and-blood people there to help us get through when the bad happens, and
to celebrate the good with us. What gets me off on this little rant is the
naked hypocrisy of people who sell this “God is the only one who will never
disappoint you,” line to people. Especially when, in doing so, they belittle
the real people in our lives and the real struggles they go through all for the
sake of propping it up. If God were real, and you could have expectations of
him like you do with people, then he would be a huge disappointment. If he’s
not real, or you’re not allowed to have expectations, then we’re not even
talking about the same thing as human disappointment. Comparing the two as if
they were the same is deceitful.
There is nobody who won’t disappoint
you. We’re all limited in some way, and some of us simply don’t try as hard as
we should. Try to practice real compassion for real people; don’t belittle them
by comparing them to someone you imagine is perfect simply because you’ve
chosen to give them a free pass.
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