I just got my first Jesus salesman since moving out of my mom's house! I'm not sure what denomination he was, since we never got that far. He was standing outside a local coffee shop that caters to college students handing out pamphlets. I told him "No thank you, I'm agnostic," and he started to pressure me, so I moved to the side and debated with him. As closely as I can remember:
Him: "God is good, God is great, yea God, etc." I cut him off.
Me: "Alright, but bear with me for a second here. Short of a burning bush in the desert or the archangel Gabriel coming down out of the heavens, I can't know for certain, can I?"
Him: "Well, no, but that's where faith comes in." *expounds on the awesome of faith and "proof" of God's existance*
Me: "But you're not asking me to have faith in God's existance. You're asking me to have faith in what you say is God's nature and desires."
Him: *goes on about how awesome his church's leaders are and how he knows they're inspired by the Above, eventually circles back to "proof" of God's existance*
Me: "I believe in God, actually. I just don't believe that anyone can know 100% what he wants of us, and I don't believe that I need to go to church or abstain from meat or abstain from sex to worship him properly."
This got him really riled up, and we actually had a good debate about the spirituality of premarital sex for a few minutes. His basic argument was that sex should be a connection and a commitment, and that since all sex has a chance of creating life it is inherently sacred. My argument was that God is a spiritual being and as long as he knows I respect and love my partner, and take responsibility for the consequences, he won't care if I have a piece of paper. He kept citing his religion as the basis for his arguements, though, so I eventually told we'd have to agree to disagree and went in for my coffee. He tried to give me a pamphlet as I left, but I dodged and said no thank you again.
I have to give this guy props, though. Not once did he threaten me with eternal hellfire. I don't mind "My way is the best way" but nothing turns me off faster than "My way is the only way."
Him: "God is good, God is great, yea God, etc." I cut him off.
Me: "Alright, but bear with me for a second here. Short of a burning bush in the desert or the archangel Gabriel coming down out of the heavens, I can't know for certain, can I?"
Him: "Well, no, but that's where faith comes in." *expounds on the awesome of faith and "proof" of God's existance*
Me: "But you're not asking me to have faith in God's existance. You're asking me to have faith in what you say is God's nature and desires."
Him: *goes on about how awesome his church's leaders are and how he knows they're inspired by the Above, eventually circles back to "proof" of God's existance*
Me: "I believe in God, actually. I just don't believe that anyone can know 100% what he wants of us, and I don't believe that I need to go to church or abstain from meat or abstain from sex to worship him properly."
This got him really riled up, and we actually had a good debate about the spirituality of premarital sex for a few minutes. His basic argument was that sex should be a connection and a commitment, and that since all sex has a chance of creating life it is inherently sacred. My argument was that God is a spiritual being and as long as he knows I respect and love my partner, and take responsibility for the consequences, he won't care if I have a piece of paper. He kept citing his religion as the basis for his arguements, though, so I eventually told we'd have to agree to disagree and went in for my coffee. He tried to give me a pamphlet as I left, but I dodged and said no thank you again.
I have to give this guy props, though. Not once did he threaten me with eternal hellfire. I don't mind "My way is the best way" but nothing turns me off faster than "My way is the only way."
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