I am once again a believer

I have decided I would believe again. I remember how much better things were when I was a believer. There was so much joy before, so much to look forward to if I just obeyed.

I remember how much the stories and miracles meant to me. Life was great! I miss the sense of wonderment and how grateful I was. So I am just going to believe again!

Yep, I believe in Santa Clause. I am going to start making my list early and be good all year in anticipation for Christmas Eve.

Seriously, could anyone of you believe that Santa really flies in a sleigh behind magic reindeer and delivers presents to all the good kids on Christmas Eve? If you tried really hard could you truly believe that?

Believing in something isn’t something you can just do if you know that it is not be true. It seems ridiculous when it comes to Santa, but I have heard Christians tell people who didn’t believe to “just believe” or “try harder”. It just doesn’t work that way.

How silly does it sound when you speak to an adult who quit believing in Old St. Nick to ask them to believe again? And how about the reasons someone quit believing?

Did you quit believing in Santa because something bad happened and you didn’t get presents one year? Maybe you never believed in him to start with. You heard of him and visited him at the mall but didn’t really believe in him. Maybe you thought you would be better at giving out gifts than Santa so you are rebelling against him and against Christmas.

Believing in Santa and believing in god are the same to me. They just don’t make sense. I cannot just believe again because I see now they are just stories. They may have served a purpose in my life at one time in my life, but I see now those stories are not real.

13 comments

  1. john zande · February 10, 2016

    I’m in… And the Easter Bunny, too!

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  2. archaeopteryx1 · February 10, 2016

    I believe in us, we’re all we have.

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  3. N℮üґ☼N☮☂℮ṧ · February 10, 2016

    Clickbate. LOL

    Had me going there for a sec.

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  4. nowamfoundatlast · February 11, 2016

    had me too! but seriously, santa? no way. but eveyone knows there is a tooth fairy.

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  5. nowamfoundatlast · February 11, 2016

    i almost wish i could hear you preach. i wouldn’t believe that either, but i bet it would be good

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  6. Brad D · February 11, 2016

    The sad thing is, yes, I do think there are people that can force themselves to believe something. No matter how much evidence is piled up against them, they can ignore all of it, stick their fingers deeper in their ears, chant “lalalala” louder and louder, and keep going on as they choose. I believe the medical term for this condition is ‘delusional’.

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    • adisillusionist · February 11, 2016

      There is always some exception to the rule, but it would be rare to believe, then find enough evidence to know it is not true, and then believe again.

      I imagine there are a couple people who actually do believe in Santa

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      • archaeopteryx1 · February 11, 2016

        The story of Saint Nicholas (you Star Wars fans can think of it as the prequel to Santa) is fascinating. He was born in Patara, on the southern coast of Turkey, to very wealthy parents, who, sadly died, leaving him a fortune. It is said that he chose to follow Christian teaching and set aside his wealth, to be used to aid the poor.

        Nick was one of the actual attendees at the Council of Nicea, called by then-Emperor Constantine in 325 AD.

        Legend has it that a poor man in Nicolas’ village had three daughters. In those days a young woman’s father had to offer prospective husbands something of value – a dowry – the larger the dowry, the better the chance that a young woman would find a good husband. Without a dowry, a woman was unlikely to marry. This poor man’s daughters, without dowries, were therefore destined to live in shame, a life of spinsterhood. Mysteriously, on three different occasions, a bag of gold appeared in their home, providing the needed dowries. The bags of gold, tossed through an open window, are said to have landed in stockings of the girls, hanging from the fireplace mantle to dry. This led to the custom of children hanging stockings, eagerly awaiting gifts from Saint Nicholas.

        Ho, Ho, Ho!

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  7. Dropping God · February 11, 2016

    I’ve thought about what it would be like to try to “believe” again. And as you have described, it just can’t be done…at least for me personally. I’ve gone from being raised in a liberal baptist church to fundie, to progressive, to mystical to atheist…and there’s really no going back. (though I think my husband thinks I’m just in “one of my phases” LOL)

    I am totally out of the religion bubble and with that, it’s a whole new world view. I’ve found I’m much more sensitive to religious rhetoric in all aspects of our culture. I’m astounded at how religion permeates so much of the fabric of our lives and cultures. It isn’t so glaringly apparent when you are “in” the bubble. One just accepts it as normal. Now, it is no longer my “normal”. It’s abnormal and that’s the struggle. It is a new struggle to assimilate my life in a culture that still elevates and values religion when I have no longer do. It’s a completely new world for me…

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    • adisillusionist · February 11, 2016

      It is amazing how something so simple is so complicated because of our American culture.

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