Confessions of a Questioning Christian

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I wrote this on my personal blog about a year ago. This explains the issue I’ve had with the Christian church becoming political – and the toll it’s taken on my life.

A while ago I wrote something like a confession of faith, where I explained my beliefs about God and my beliefs about Christianity.  You should read that if what I have to say next doesn’t make sense.

I am going to talk about something now that some people won’t like.  I’ve been terribly scared to mention it or bring it up because I think what I have to say will make some people so angry or upset or bitter or disappointed in me that they’ll write me off for good.  I yearn for the support of so many people, but I have been afraid to show them what I really believe because I think I’ll lose their support.  But I realized that I don’t really have their support if they don’t know who I really am.

Here I go.

I grew up believing that if you are an American citizen and you choose to vote for a Democrat, then you could not possibly be a Christian – or you were a very misguided, stupid Christian who didn’t understand anything about the Bible.  I don’t think anyone actually ever said these words to me (actually, I do remember a time they were said to me almost exactly like that, but it was when I was older), but they didn’t need to be said.  They were implied: when I was praying at church, when politics came onto the television, when politics were brought up (albeit rarely) at my house, etc.  And it usually, obviously, came down to two planks in the party platform: abortion and homosexuality.

Abortion was called murder and homosexuality was called an abomination.  Of course I was never told to say this type of thing out loud (it’s kind of rude), but it was certainly what was taught.  And how could these two glaring topics be ignored?  The other planks in the party platforms really did not matter – we had to abolish abortion and prevent gays from marrying (after all, marriage is created for one man and one woman).

As you can see, religion and politics went hand in hand.  In many ways, politics became a form of religion – sometimes the loudest part of Christianity.  But where is the grace, love, kindness, and mercy in politics?  Although we didn’t know what the circumstances were behind the individuals who were getting abortions or coming out of the closet, we were prepared to judge them and argue with them and call them sinners if they didn’t change their minds.

I went to school to study political science, and proudly declared myself a Republican when people asked – although the only parts of being a Republican that I was familiar with were these two topics.  I didn’t care – I decided that nothing else mattered; if my vote would save unborn children, I didn’t care what the rest of the planks were in the platform.

Of course, after a few years of studying politics, I realized that other planks in the platform do matter – politically.  And more importantly, as I studied the Bible, I realized that Jesus wanted nothing to do with politics, and what he really cared about was showing people love – especially, perhaps, to the types of people who got abortions or were shunned for being gay.  I didn’t see a lot of love when it came to the way Christians were using these two topics to ostracize and demonize people.  There was no compassion or mercy, let alone consideration for the consequences of what would really happen if their political ambitions were realized.

I won’t go into all the revelations I had that moved me across party lines, because there are many, and some are heartbreaking.  However, at some point I realized that, looking at the total sum of political topics I agreed with (now that I actually knew what they all were), my political beliefs more often sided with the Democrats than the Republicans.

This was a very scary revelation to make – and still is today.  Because some of the most important people in my life are born and bred RepubliChristians, and questioning the Republican Party was literally like questioning my faith in God.  And that’s exactly what happened.  My best friends, family members, family friends – they all began to tell me that I was wrong.  Gravely wrong.  That I had been lead astray by false prophets, that I wasn’t being smart or that I needed to read the Bible and pray more.  Nobody would listen to my reasons, nobody believed that I was reading the Bible and praying every day, and if they did listen they went back to the old standby reasoning: abortion and gay people!  That’s wrong!  Ignore the rest!  Nothing else matters!

STOP THINKING AND FALL INTO LINE.  It’s all I really heard them say.

The worst thing is that I really couldn’t get anyone to separate politics from religion, because I see them as separate entities, dangerous when woven together.  Nobody would consider that God didn’t have a political preference.  Nobody could think outside of these two topics, let alone the American two-party system for that matter.  Nobody was willing to let me question.  Many Christians decided independently that I could not be a Christian if I didn’t agree with them politically.  I was a misguided, lost soul, a goat among sheep, because I didn’t vote Republican.

After a while, I decided I couldn’t bring up politics with people.  Everything was black and white, except it wasn’t.  In one breath I would be told that you could be pro-life and pro-war/pro-death penalty, or that gay marriage should be regulated by the state, even though Christians were legally allowed to get divorces.  They had loopholes in their reasoning, but if I tried to point them out I was once again condemned for being too liberal, and therefore no longer a Christian.

As you can see, I still have some bitterness about this – mostly because I’ve lost people I love dearly over this subject.  And absolutely not by my choice.  I’ve been deeply, permanently scarred by the ease in which I’ve been cast out by people who say they follow a God who loves everyone.  It’s not all that much different to still be in the lives of some people but know that they dismiss my opinions and thoughts completely because I was brain-washed by a liberal state university.

Today I was again reminded that some people think that my voter registration will also be requested when I get to the gates of heaven – and if it doesn’t say “Republican,” I will be surprised when I’m turned away.  Except that I believe God isn’t Republican or Democrat, and that the laws of our countries have nothing to do with my salvation or faith.  If you believe in Satan, I find it ironic that you don’t realize that this is one of the easiest ways he could use to divide Christians and turn them against each other.  Jesus didn’t say to vote, let alone tell us how to vote, because he wasn’t political!  He said to work with the widows and orphans, hang out with prostitutes and others dismissed by society, and show love to even the lowliest people we know, including our enemies.

So the truth is that I follow Jesus – that’s my “religion.”  And the truth is that I usually vote liberally (American liberal) – that’s my politics.  And I fear who will turn me away in this round of Kim v. Religious Right.  Because God knows I don’t want people to stop caring about me or loving me, and God knows that my heart literally breaks because someone always does.  But God knows my heart, and he knows yours too, and I hope that this will be enough for you to keep loving me.

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