If anyone around here remembers me, you might be somewhat familiar with my problem. The problem is essentially that I’m an atheist in a Christian family and neither of us has adjusted to it well. I recently, in a sort of desperation, wrote my church about it. To give you context, I’ll post that below, rather than write another thousand words. Offer me whatever advice you have from whatever perspective you have, but please make sure to tell me where you’re coming from (“as an atheist…”, “as a pastor…”, “as a teenager…”, etc.).
The letter is attached, in PDF format.
Edit: PDFs are apparently not allowed. I’ll reproduce it below instead.
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I am not a Christian. I have not been a Christian for four years, going on five. I have, however, been attending the XYZ Church of MY_NEIGHBORHOOD for the past six years or more. My parents, who are understandably upset by this, resolved two years ago, when they found out about my disbelief, that the best thing for them to do was to force me to attend church indefinitely.
For the first month, it was extremely aggravating. For the second, mildly annoying. For the third, acceptable. Since then, the ritual of being shouted at for being slow getting ready (the closest thing to an act of civil disobedience I dare attempt), sitting through worship (a very uncomfortable experience for a non-believer), and then listening to a lesson targeting everyone in the building but me has become only more grating each week.
Two years later, at the age of seventeen, my parents still find it appropriate, and still believe it productive to force me to attend church. Today (in church, as it happens), I estimated that I have attended church against my will over 208 times since my change of mind regarding Christianity. Let me put that in perspective.
If in my later, freer life I were to refuse to go to church as many times as I will be forced to attend (assuming that I move out and am instantly financially independent on my 18th birthday), I would have to decline invitations to church 260 times. Granting that I would be asked to go to church approximately four times a year, that would mean that I would not attend church for sixty-five years after my eighteenth birthday. If you think such a prospect seems unreasonable, you’re right. You’d also be right to realize that the reverse (to force me to attend as many times) is equally unreasonable.
Being forced to do something for a longer period of time does not make it more palatable. It especially does not do so when I am this apparently near to the “freedom of religion” that my parents and teachers have gloated to me about with patriotic pride since my birth. While my presence in a nearby chair during the service may comfort my mother or father with their ideas of a cohesive family and serve a genuine emotional need, the reality of the matter is that it is damaging to our relationship. It has already placed in my mouth a bad taste for the church that will take many years to erase. As for the church itself, all I can offer the community by my attendance is a psychologically draining (and potentially offensive) lack of enthusiasm.
If someone of the church could explain this to them, maybe they’d believe it. If you would endorse or suggest an alternative form of “not abandoning God”, I would appreciate that as well. For example, I’m more than willing to do personal (meaning alone) studies of the bible, which I recognize as both interesting and influential enough to warrant reading in any religious context, and discuss them with my parents afterwards.
Sincerely,
Patrick C.