I've had thoughts on why many cling on to religion, even after constant debunking and debating. I think I may have a possible reason why some do not give them up.
Most religions all have some system of an afterlife. People practicing the religion believe that, if they follow their specific book and appease to their specific God, they get to go to a magical place where nothing bad happens and they get to live out their wishes and desires that were either impossible in their mortal life, or there life was too short to live it.
When someone suddenly suggests that such a concept does not exist, the believer becomes defensive. Death is a bitter result of life. We dread the day we where we breathe our last breath, or if our life was suddenly cut short. To us, the concept of an after-life is comforting, a God protecting us like a Dad telling his son everything is going to be alright, even though he knows the bitter end is near.
I think, while not the sole reason for many that hold on to their faith, a denial of a mortal death being a permanent death is what keeps them from swallowing the bitter pill of reality that life is not fair, and that shit happens and you may not get to do everything in life or you could drop dead the very next day.
I was born in Mississippi, and raised Baptist, although, my family was mostly lazy Christians who only went to church on around the Holidays. I had the hope as a small child to go to Heaven and be with Angels and no kids there would ever be mean to me again. The thought that I couldn't have any of that would probably have scared me back then.
I came to realize that it's for the best that there is no afterlife. Imagine what exactly you would be doing in an afterlife. As the eternity went on, you would grow tired of the same mundane things. Would you truly want to spend your mortal life appeasing some God, only so you can appease him the rest of your life? I can't think of anything else that would be so...well, boring.
In a way, I feel more confident in this life. It won't be okay if I skip out on opportunities, because I may not get the chance again. This is my one shot, and I don't want to blow it on wishful thinking.
How about you? If you were once religious and now Atheist, how did you overcome the hurdle of accepting there is no afterlife? Or, do you not believe in an afterlife, but in some way, wish/hope there is one? Has any of this changed your perspective on how you live your life than how you lived your life beforehand?
Understanding English grammar isn't the same as understanding how to use and interpret English colloquially. Is the "race" you referred to the race of non-colloquial English speakers? I can only think there's a cultural difference behind his snippy fits. We're in a debate here. It's rough-and-tumble. If you can't stand the heat...(well, I'm sure YOU know the rest and what it means). At least I don't threaten to beat people up or use profanities. I'm not sure if I'm guilty of passive-aggressiveness, but one thing I'm sure of is that it's better than active aggression in many ways. Just ask the guy with the black eye and the missing teeth!
The Philippines is a rough place.
It's a macho country due to its Spanish heritage, which explains a lot, even if most Filipinos speak English nowadays. As I thought, it's a cultural thing.
Yes, but you upset me as well, Unseen, and I'm as mild as can be.
Well, then avoid me.
The "Heaven" described in the Bible seems to consist of sitting around day and night (oh, that's right, there IS no night, as god's light shines around the clock) for eternity, singing god's praises. How could anyone look forward to that? What kind of god has a self-esteem so low, that he needs perpetual praise?
Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them: for I the LORD thy God am a jealous God.
I completely agree with this post. The refusal to accept that this is very likely are only chance at existence is a very hard pill to swallow. It took me a while to be okay with no promise of an after-life, but I can now say that I am okay with it.
For me, it wasn't only giving up the hope of an afterlife, it was giving up a reason for living. It meant giving up some semblance of control or the thought that somebody was looking out for me. It absolutely terrified me that there was no overall "plan". When you are first deconverting, it seems like you are looking out into this endless abyss of nothingness. Giving up religion also means confronting life and death and realizing that there may be no answers. It's quite possibly one of the hardest things I've ever had to face, and I can imagine why it would be so hard for others to give it up.
With that said, I feel that I now have a much deeper appreciation for all aspects of life. I actually want to do more with my life and be a better person simply because I think this truly might be all there is.
AA - I know it has been that way for me, but atheists are, like every other group, diverse.
I got over the afterlife by thinking about this one quote, "I do not fear death, for I have been dead for billions of years before I was born, and never suffered the slightest inconvenience from it."- Mark Twain
Andrew - one of my favorites! Read his Letters From the Earth, published posthumously --