Bruce, I Want to be Your Friend

Bruce, I Want to be Your Friend February 15, 2018

Editor’s Note: After reading this, I sure am glad that proselytizers rarely approach me. I can easily avoid them, but then I don’t live in a rural area and I was never a fundamentalist minister who very publicly left the fold. The following post is lightly edited, condensed for brevity and reposted with permission. / Linda LaScola, Editor


By Bruce Gerencser

Several times a month I receive emails from Evangelicals wanting to be “friends” with me. These emails invariably say that the writer is Evangelical, but not like the Evangelicals I focus on in my writing. Often, these writers attempt to “hook” me by saying that they totally understand why, based on reading about my past experiences, I would walk away from the ministry and Christianity. They too, I am told, would have done the same. Usually, these emails are filled with compliments about my transparency, openness, and honesty. These Evangelicals promise me that their motives are pure, that they have no desire to try to win me back to Jesus. All they want is an opportunity to show me “true” Christian love and friendship. ….

These days, I simply do not respond to Evangelical friendship requests, be they via email or on social media. Last year, the president of a Christian college attempted to goad me into having lunch him by appealing to my desire for openness and understanding. This man told me that he just wanted to share a meal and hear my story. I told him, as I do anyone else who takes this approach:

Look, I have written over two thousand blog posts. I have written extensively about my past and present life. If you really want to know about my life, READ!  If, after reading my writing, you have questions, email them to me and I will either answer them in an email or a blog post. Of course, this is not what these “friendly” Evangelicals want. They want a face-to-face meeting with me so they can probe my life, hoping to find that wrong beliefs led to my deconversion. Never mind that I have written numerous posts about my past beliefs. Everything someone could ever want to know about my life and beliefs can be found on my blog.

Perhaps these are the questions these Evangelicals should ask:

Why would I want to be friends with you? What would a friendship with you bring to my life that I don’t already have?

It’s not like I don’t have any friends. I do, and I am quite happy with the number of friends I have, both in the flesh and through the digital world. Not only that, but my wife of almost forty years is my best friend, and I am close with my six children and their families. I have all I need when it comes to human interaction. Why, then, would I want to be friends with Evangelicals who, as sure as I am sitting here, want to evangelize me? Friendship Evangelism remains a tool churches and para-church ministries use in their evangelistic efforts. Friendship becomes a pretext. The real goal is to see sinners saved. Promoters of Friendship Evangelism know that befriending people disarms them, making them more sensitive and receptive to whatever version of the Christian gospel they are promoting.

As long-time readers of this blog know, I am pretty good at stalking people on the Internet and social media. I have learned that you can tell a lot about people just by looking at their Facebook wall, along with the groups they are a part of and the pages they like. Recently, a local man contacted me, offering to buy me dinner with no strings attached. What, no expectations of sex after the date? Consider me a doubter. I decided to check out the man’s Facebook profile. I found out that he voted for Donald Trump and supports most of the Evangelical hot-button issues. He opposes same-sex marriage and abortion. We have nothing in common socially or politically. Why would I want to be friends with him?

Friendships are generally built around shared beliefs. I don’t have any interest in being friends with people who voted for Donald Trump or support political views I consider anti-human, racist, bigoted and misogynistic.

And I sure as hell don’t befriend people who root for Michigan. I have standards, you know. Seriously, most of us have friends who hold to beliefs similar to our own. We might have a handful of friends who differ with us, but we find ways to forge meaningful relationships with such people. I am friends with several Evangelicals, but the main reason I am is that our friendships date back to the days when we were walking the halls of Lincoln Elementary. We’ve agreed not to talk about religion or politics. We share many common connections that make such discussions unnecessary. I am sure they fear for my “soul” and pray that I would return to the fold, but these things are never voiced to me. If they did attempt to evangelize me, it would most certainly put an end to our friendship.

To the man, these friendly Evangelicals believe that my life is missing something — Jesus — and is empty, lacking meaning, purpose, and direction. In their minds, only Jesus can meet my needs. Without him, what is the point of living another day, right? In their minds, Jesus is the end-all.

Why would I want to trade the life I now have for Jesus? What can Jesus — a dead man — possibly offer me? “Well, Bruce,” these Evangelicals say,

“Jesus offers you forgiveness of sins, escape from Hell, and eternal bliss in Heaven. Surely, you want to go to Heaven when you die?”

Actually, I am content with life in the present. Threats of hell or promises of Heaven have no effect on me. Both are empty promises.

Why would I ever want to be friends with someone who believes that, unless I believe as they do, their God is going to torture me in a lake filled with fire and brimstone for eternity? This same God – knowing that my present body would sizzle in hell like a hog on a spit – lovingly plans to fit me with a special fireproof body that will be able to feel the pain of being roasted alive without being turned into a puddle of grease.

What an awesome God! No thanks. I have no interest in being friends with anyone who thinks that this what lies in the future for me. I can’t, and don’t want to, stop such people from reading my writing, but I sure as hell don’t want to “fellowship” with them over dinner at the local Applebee’s.

I would like to make one offer to Evangelicals who want to be friends with Atheist Bruce.

Fine, let’s go to the strip club and have drinks, and let’s do it on All Male Revue Night. I’m not all that interested in seeing males strip, but I thought taking these Evangelicals to such a place would help them to see how I feel when they view my life as lacking (i.e., naked) and in need of clothing (Jesus).

My life is what it is. True friends accept me as I am, no strings attached. Evangelicals, of course, have a tough time doing that. In their minds, Jesus is the end-all, the answer to all that ails the human race. Life is empty without the awesome threesome — Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. I spent fifty years in the Christian church. For half of those years, I was preaching the Evangelical gospel. I was, according to all who knew me, a devoted, zealous follower of Jesus. Whatever my faults may have been (and they were many), I loved Jesus with all my heart, soul, and mind. Deciding to walk away from the ministry and Christianity were the two hardest decisions I have ever made. Yet, my life in virtually every way is better today than it was when I was a Christian. Quite frankly, Christianity has nothing to offer me. I am content (well, as content as a perfectionist with OCPD can be, anyway) with life as it now is. Sure, life isn’t perfect, but all in all, I can say I am blessed. Yes, blessed. I am grateful for my wife, six children, and eleven (soon to be twelve) grandchildren. I am grateful that I can, with all the health problems I have, still stand, walk, and enjoy my life as a photographer.  ….

Here’s the conclusion of the matter. It’s your life and you’d best get to living it. Someday, sooner than you think, it will be over. Don’t let your dying days be ones of regret over what might have been.

For me, the game of life is late in the fourth quarter. I must focus my attention and energy on relationships that are mutually beneficial, relationships that offer love, kindness, and acceptance. No Evangelical worth his or her salt can offer me such a relationship. Lurking below the surface will be thoughts about how much better my life could be with Jesus and thoughts of what will happen to me if I die without repenting of my sins. Evangelicals who really believe what the Bible says can’t leave me alone. They dare not stand before God to give an account of their lives, only to be reminded that, when given the opportunity to evangelize the atheist ex-preacher Bruce Gerencser, they said and did nothing. And it is for these reasons that I cannot and will not befriend Evangelicals.


Bruce Gerencser lives in rural NW Ohio with his wife of 39 years. He and his wife have 6 grown children and 10 grandchildren. Bruce pastored Evangelical churches for 25 years in Ohio, Texas, and Michigan. He left the ministry in 2005 and in 2008 he left Christianity. Bruce is now a humanist and an atheist. He is also one of the original members of The Clergy Project, which began in 2011. He blogs at The Life and Times of Bruce Gerencser, where the above post originally appears.  It is reposted with permission.

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  • mhelbert

    Being from Ohio, too, (closer to cleveland), I agree…no rooting for Michigan!
    Be well and thanx for your words.

  • wannabe

    (well, as content as a perfectionist with OCPD can be, anyway)

    Surely you meant CDOP which is OCPD in the proper alphabetical order!!

  • Jim Jones

    They want me to ‘know god’. I keep asking them to define ‘god’. So far, crickets.

  • Geoff Benson

    Go on Bruce, don’t hold back, say it how it is!

    Love it.

  • Maura Hart

    you seem fine t me. i’m ok that we’re not friends. i sure hope you live long and continue your blog because i love not being your friend and i love your blog too. i agree zombie jeebus is omni-useless

  • MystiqueLady
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  • Bruce Gerencser

    Got it. Duh, missed the joke. ! 🙂

  • mason

    Bruce, The inherent nature of Evangelical dogma requires the believer to demonize anyone who doesn’t believe the Evangelical cult creed and as you so clearly elucidate, “They dare not stand before God to give an account of their lives, only to be reminded that, when given the opportunity to evangelize the atheist ex-preacher Bruce Gerencser, they said and did nothing.” This brand of twisted sadomasochistic “love” and malignant “thinking” makes it highly undesirable to want to attempt to tolerate their religious supremacist insults on social media or in daily flesh & blood life.

    My most optimistic thought about the Evangelical social media trolls is I know that many of them will eventually snap out of their delusional indoctrinated mental state and experience their personal day of reclassifying the Jesus character Jefferson wrote about. After all Bruce, you and I did. 🙂

  • Mark Rutledge

    you are following the advice of ecclesiastes: enjoy the wife of your days, and live happily under your fig tree, and be happy all your days

  • Bruce Gerencser

    Ecclesiastes remains my favorite book of the Bible. Solomon seemed to understand life, despite having so many wives.

  • carolyntclark

    Catholics don’t read the Old Testament. Looks like I may have missed some good stuff. 🙂

  • mason

    He enjoyed the wives of his days, nights, and week-end specials 🙂 (and they didn’t dare sass or talk back)

  • OutsideLookingIn

    Mic drop.

  • mason

    ? ?

  • OutsideLookingIn

    It’s a way of saying that I was impressed with the post.

    “Mic drop definition, the act of intentionally dropping one’s microphone at the end of a speech or performance, displaying a bold confidence that it has been very impressive or cannot be topped.”

  • Bruce Gerencser

    Thank you for the mic drop.

  • Bruce Gerencser

    Yes, rooting for Michigan is the unpardonable sin.

  • mason

    Hey, thanks I learned something 🙂 Having been a musician and had to buy new mics after someone, usually the girl singer, dropped the mic, my initial response to “mic drop” was, … what? must mean something disastrous 🙂 …