Christian dating other religions
There was a short period when I was around eight or nine when I was convinced I would "be doomed to hell" if I did anything bad, like, for example, putting Jell-O in my brother's bed (even if he did deserve it).
I don't even know when I first came across the notion of a god or hell, probably from evangelicals on daytime television.
It started out as one of those close friendships that blossomed into something deeper over a three-year period (don't they say those are the best kinds? I grew up in a household where religion was non-existent.
), but the deeper we went, the more I realized how much value he places on the Christian community from which he sprung, and just how important his faith is to him. Dad is a staunch atheist, mom a wayward Hindu (she eats Big Macs and never prays).
-- to expose them to all the world's religions so they can decide for themselves what they believe in, if anything at all.
Sometimes it just feels like we're on different plains of existence.
But I just don't know how somebody from more than 2,000 years ago can have such a huge impact on my love life, which has already been riddled with mishaps.
Yet we all know rule #1: You can't change a person.
In fact, I embrace the enigma of it all and, as my best friend -- a self-described Buddhist -- likes to say, "all we know is that we just don't know." Can't we just embrace the mystery of life, simply be good and hope for the best? My Christian boyfriend jokingly calls me an imp -- and I call him a fruitcake.I eventually outgrew that fear since I felt that putting solidified fructose in my brother's blanket was too good to pass up, and it didn't have any immediate repercussions.When I was in high school -- a moderate episcopalian school which I ended up in by chance -- I skipped the weekly chapel most Wednesdays without paying penance.When I first told my friends I was dating an actual Christian, they were all uppity about it: "Well, you have to respect someone's religious views." But when I mentioned he was abstaining from bedroom business for devout reasons, all of a sudden he was a total weirdo in their eyes (I'm patting myself on the back right now for being so open-minded). -- change from the norm, which usually involves the guy trying to seal . He is a great kisser, a great conversationalist -- he even writes me poems.
He watched with me sans complaint and gets what I see in Edward.Look, I'm not denying that there was probably a really nice guy named Jesus who said a lot of things that sounded prophetic.