On the way home from Skepticon, my husband and I decided to flagellate ourselves in the ears by listening to religious radio programming on the drive home. This is one of our hobbies.
Preacher-man on the radio recounted the Tree of Knowledge story in Genesis and used it as a lesson on how Satan deceives us all. Just in case you forgot or something, here’s the Tree of Knowledge Story.
I was raised mostly secular, but still heard these stories because, you know, I live in America. I’ve never believed these stories, because they always seemed a little silly to me.
Each time I hear them, I am struck by just how absolutely, patently ridiculous they are.
You know how sometimes you can say a word in your head or out loud so many times that it doesn’t sound like a “real word” to you anymore? That’s how I feel about a lot of religious stories. The more I hear them, the less sense they make, and the more baffled I am that anyone could accept them as true accounts of actual events.
Is this opposite of people who accept these stories as fact – the more they hear them, discuss them, digest them – the more real they seem?