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."


). And if they did get inside, then they'd have to face the books on said subjects on or under my coffee table...
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