There is a time for holding one's tongue and a time to expose the truth. If it's akin to revealing the truth about Santa, you do more damage perpetuating the lie. But in terms of beliefs that can't be proved, beliefs that form identity and morals...it's often best to leave the individual to their delusion.
At times, though, denying reality through maintaining particular beliefs is harmful to everyone, and it becomes necessary to speak the Truth. Knowing when and how is the kicker. In confronting the more painful Truths of my own life, I've come to understand that sometimes we aren't ready to face the Truth. Sometimes it doesn't fit into the rest of our reality tunnel, and we'll dismiss it out of hand, because to alter one piece is to alter them all, and we are not always internally stable enough to handle such a change.
Many of those who've "lost" their religion find themselves drifting for a while. Religion holds a powerful place in our sense of who we are and what our lives mean. It is frequently the final authority on matters of behavior and boundaries. Taking that away can remove the various supports and structures that keep us steady through the storms and upheavals of life. Most people are absolutely miserable with a pack of Happy Lies, but they've never known anything else, and those Lies are so tied up with who they are and who their family and friends are, that it takes a tremendous amount of courage to be willing to see the Truth.
The idea that religion gives life meaning gets the hairy eyeball from me. More often than not, it's not the religion itself that endows meaning, but the community and sense of belonging. It's the feeling of doing something by believing. It's the faith incorporated into the religion, the belief by-products. If believing in Jesus is enough to entitle me to everlasting life, then it's easy enough to believe, and feel good about that belief, so that life somehow gains more meaning.
For me, that means rarely, if ever, attempting to discuss religion with the intention of changing the other person's mind. I'll happily discuss beliefs and religious concepts. I'll share my own personal beliefs if the other party is interested. But I'll leave them to their Happy Lies, as far as their religion. I don't have one, and have no interest in gaining one. But I hang around here, because this particular joke religion has something to offer me at the moment. A different perspective, and a few kernels of Truth scattered about.
At times, though, denying reality through maintaining particular beliefs is harmful to everyone, and it becomes necessary to speak the Truth. Knowing when and how is the kicker. In confronting the more painful Truths of my own life, I've come to understand that sometimes we aren't ready to face the Truth. Sometimes it doesn't fit into the rest of our reality tunnel, and we'll dismiss it out of hand, because to alter one piece is to alter them all, and we are not always internally stable enough to handle such a change.
Many of those who've "lost" their religion find themselves drifting for a while. Religion holds a powerful place in our sense of who we are and what our lives mean. It is frequently the final authority on matters of behavior and boundaries. Taking that away can remove the various supports and structures that keep us steady through the storms and upheavals of life. Most people are absolutely miserable with a pack of Happy Lies, but they've never known anything else, and those Lies are so tied up with who they are and who their family and friends are, that it takes a tremendous amount of courage to be willing to see the Truth.
The idea that religion gives life meaning gets the hairy eyeball from me. More often than not, it's not the religion itself that endows meaning, but the community and sense of belonging. It's the feeling of doing something by believing. It's the faith incorporated into the religion, the belief by-products. If believing in Jesus is enough to entitle me to everlasting life, then it's easy enough to believe, and feel good about that belief, so that life somehow gains more meaning.
For me, that means rarely, if ever, attempting to discuss religion with the intention of changing the other person's mind. I'll happily discuss beliefs and religious concepts. I'll share my own personal beliefs if the other party is interested. But I'll leave them to their Happy Lies, as far as their religion. I don't have one, and have no interest in gaining one. But I hang around here, because this particular joke religion has something to offer me at the moment. A different perspective, and a few kernels of Truth scattered about.