Raymond walked up to Sarah and asked, “Hey, did you have a chance to think about the conversation we had last week?” He smiled wryly.
“Um, no. I’ve been crazy busy the past few days. I don’t want to dwell on the whole subject anyway. I’m thinking we’ll never agree with each other on all things religion,” she lied about not wanting to dwell on her spirituality, but not about the fact that they would never agree with each other. She couldn’t even stand being near the self-righteous jerk, let alone being embroiled in a one-way conversation.
“I’m not convinced that any one truth exists anyway,” she said, mentally stuffing her foot into her mouth. She knew before he let fly his zealot maw that she’d just opened a can of worms.
“But if the truth is what’s real, anything besides it is a lie right? I mean, some people may go along with something that is illusion, but that illusion is a lie. The reality is, some folks just can’t handle the truth. Is it so hard to believe? No, but when you consider the path that everybody needs to be on…well, I think you know why people find it easier to shove the good news asid—“
“Listen! I don’t want to hear anything about your good news or your goddamned flying light of a god. All right? I’d rather just learn things on my own and figure out my own truth.”
“But what if that truth is wrong?”
“Who gives a damn?!”
He seemed shocked. The pompous look on his face turned dumb. He deserved it, she thought. Always going on and on as if the airwaves and television transmissions espousing the ‘great glory’ weren’t enough. It made her sick. It was times like these she thought about the book she had hidden in her closet. She wondered how evil it could be. She watched as he tried to regain composure. She watched him open his mouth once again.
“So like, what are you – a Christian or something?
She couldn’t help herself. She reeled back and punched him in the eye before he ever knew what hit him. How ignorant. To insinuate she was somehow evil just because she didn’t believe along with the rest of them. She thought about the book again and the gold leaf words on the front that read, Holy Bible. Though it scared her, the danger of it was intriguing. She would open it tonight.
DIY RELIGION
DIY RELIGION
AMEN
