I don’t usually talk about my faith, and when I am asked why (like I was at a dinner last night), I never really know how to explain. It was a slow process that involved a lot of thought, transition and leaps of faith, so when I’m asked a flat out why, I never really know where to start, or how to extract the essence of of something so huge. I usually fumble and end up jabbing at random points in the hopes to achieve coherence.
On diversity
Why am I agnostic? Well it started when I noticed Christianity actually had a very limited view on the world. I mean strictly speaking, if you’re gay, lesbian, bisexual or transsexual, you’re out. If you don’t believe in Jesus, you’re out. Any kind of mysticism is out. You must try to be as asexual as possible before marriage. Some people were bothered by the fact that I drank and partied often and showed up late at church. Things like that. And yes, they like to say they don’t judge and preach about the grace of God for sinners, but that’s really just a nice way of saying they’re being patient and hoping that in time you’ll realize the error of your ways and go back to the light. In short, they’re still crossing their fingers that you’ll change.
To me that is such a waste of diversity. There are billions of people around the world who don’t fit the bill. The first reason I left Christianity was because I felt I couldn’t see as many colors as I wanted to see. I wanted to take it all in.
And yes, I am aware that there are Christians who are more open and spiritual than strict, but I’m the kind of person who likes to either take things wholeheartedly or not at all. I didn’t want to have to debate with anybody how Christianity/Buddhism/Islam should be. I don’t want to have to nitpick what I do and don’t believe in, so I just let it all go and built my faith back up from scratch. It was so much simpler that way.
On religion
It’s not that I invalidate other religions. As a matter of fact, I pay very close attention to their philosophies because I find value in them. I find value in the spirituality of other people. It’s like I have a shopping cart —I’m always open to be contributed to. I find mass peaceful. Some texts in the Bible make worlds of sense. I like the serenity of Buddhism. I diss Christians a lot, but when my mom once opened up to me about her faith in Jesus, I knew that she was right where she ought to be. I wasn’t going with her, but it was clear to me that where she was was perfect.
But religion also complicates things. The rituals are just the beginning. What bothers me are the rules, criteria for inclusion, and especially the stories and “facts” that are made up that you’re supposed to believe in to be called a believer. I mean, when you listen to prophecies and texts from other religious writings it clearly sounds like fiction, but your own are no doubt THE TRUTH.
You don’t need to believe in sacred stories to live a good life. And when you believe in too much fiction, it also robs you of the ability to recognize what is right in front of you. It can work like a filter.
And I guess that’s it. Agnosticism allows me to appreciate as much of the world as I can and to have a clearer view on things. For example, in this Catholic country, if you get around so to speak, a lot of people will automatically conclude that you’re slutty and immoral. I have a very good friend who has had more than 300 sexual partners. He continually encourages me to fuck as much of the world as I can, which I have no plans of doing —not because I think it’s immoral but it just isn’t my kind of thing. But we get along beautifully. We will never be lovers (he’s gay), but I consider him a life partner. Our conversations are always filled with a passionate outlook on life and what we’re going to do next. We update each other on the progress of our dreams via Facebook chat on a regular basis. And this is a relationship I would have missed out on if I had consulted the Bible or my pastor or the Christian code about how to feel about this guy. And to me he isn’t immoral or anything equally derogatory. Some words are made to represent facts, and others our automatic interpretations of these facts. He has had more than 300 sexual partners. Period. If you make your judgments from there, then you won’t be able to see much of who he really is and what he’s really like. I’m glad I didn’t miss out on him.
On morality
I find it weird when people ask me where I get my moral compass from, now that I practically don’t believe in God. I find it weird because I never really thought about that. It’s like being asked, “So how do you breathe now?” When I realized I wanted to be Agnostic, I didn’t suddenly want to kill my mother, steal my friends’ cellphones, rob the bank and rape our dog, Snowball. Um, ganon pa rin. Still normal. The best explanation I could come up with was the golden rule. Do unto others what you want others to do unto you. Try your best not to hurt anybody. And obey the law, I guess.
Actually, depending one’s moral compass on your belief in God is even more frightening. What if one day we could disprove God’s existence? Does that mean you’re going to go crazy? Like all your goodness is dependent on the God-leash? Or whether you go to heaven or hell? That’s scarier. Authentically good people are good because they’re good.
I also love Agnosticism because it allows me to embrace my humanity, even on those days when it is so terrible that I wish I were a robot instead. It is so much easier to get up and be a better person when you have compassion for yourself and can let every breakdown, every emotion and state run freely through you. Some people miss out on their humanity because they’re trying so hard to be strong and righteous and pure all the time. And that is such a (constipated) shame. As I always say, “Habang tao ka, maging tao ka.”
On love
I watched two videos today about how some people view atheists, and one negative comment that struck me was, “They have no love in them. They have no love in them. So all the signs, whatever gibberish you wanna spout at me. You don’t have any love in you. You have no love in you. So it’s all worthless.” And he said it with so much conviction and ironically, with cold hatred (read: zero love), that it was chilling. That cannot be farther from the truth. It hurts me that anyone would think that way. I may not be the mushy type, but I know I love my family deeply. My parents are getting older and I am suddenly aware of their mortality, unlike when I was a child. And I’m tearing up right now just thinking about it. These days, at the back of my mind, I am always praying for as much time as possible, or even more than that. The shifting of my faith has brought a lot of friction between us. But these days I pick less fights with them because even now while they’re very much alive, I know I won’t have them forever.
So don’t tell me I don’t know how to love. I am not made of cardboard. I have warm blood flowing through my veins, just like you.
On meaning
So what does life mean now that you don’t have God handing you your destiny? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. And really, whenever you watch those videos that zoom out into the vastness of outer space and the universe, what does your “destiny” mean out there? Nothing. And for some people that’s an awfully scary place to get lost in. But my atheist friend and I absolutely love it! We have so much fun. Because we get to create our own stories. We get to choose what games are worth playing, what problems are worth solving. We give birth to passion not because it’s necessary, but because we want to. We love our families not because they’re our family, but because we choose to hand it over as a gift. Ever heard the phrase, “I love you and it has nothing to do with you”? Love is so much more profound that way, when it comes from nothing. No conditions, no past. Just you loving them. Even Creationism says that God created the world from nothing. The beauty of nothing lies in how it’s the only place from which you can make anything arise.
We wake up everyday to our limited lives and choose where it goes, spending our time gratefully. It is freedom, choice, playing big games and having vivid fun while at it. We ourselves create what our life means and we own it fully. And yes, it’s possible to wield that kind of power without developing a God-complex. I mean, realistically speaking we can still get our asses kicked.
Conclusion
So you see, it’s not bleak or cold at all. Quite the opposite. I’m not writing this to convert anybody. I just wanted to share, especially since I’ve encountered quite a number of curious people who can’t imagine why and what it would be like. So here’s a little glimpse into my Agnostic world. If your current beliefs give you just as much or perhaps even more, then I am very happy for you. I do recognize that this isn’t exclusive to Agnosticism/Atheism. I’m good friends with a Catholic priest who can boast of everything I just boasted about as well. I watch him live and yes, he does have it all.
So why Agnosticism? I don’t know. Why Christianity? I guess we all just have different ways of taking the universe in. Ang galing no?
Catherine
ps. If you disagree with me, that is perfectly fine. But please don’t turn into these people on this video. It was so chilling that I couldn’t watch it again. Some of them were so hateful that they reminded me of those Nazi movies where soldiers coldly shot people point blank, to be honest. Or those incidents of people getting abused, tortured or killed just because they were gay. No one was harming anybody in the video, but the essence was definitely there in some shots.