Got this from a friend on Facebook. Happy MLK Day + Inauguration Day, and a day to reflect on how far we’ve come, yet how far we still need to go.
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As I mentioned in a previous post, moving to the Midwest has made me more aware of the religiosity of Iowans. While religion has always been an interesting topic for me–I am a product of mixed religions–living in Iowa has alerted me to the depth to which Americans hold their faith.
The majority of those we have met here use religion as a compass. It is their community, their network, their foundation. To me, this is a revelation. In fact, I have been marvelling at the incredibly large amount of blog traffic I have received from my post related to praying before a triathlon.
So when I come across an Iowan who has as cynical a view on religion as me, I chuckle. And I cling. And I feel more at home.
I came across this blog post, by a University of Iowa professor, who aims to dispel the reality of the omnipresent devil. Here’s an excerpt:
The Puritan ghost believes that the devil is part of the “elect or non-elect” spiritual delivery system. And if you think you can’t argue with that, you’re right. In fact the only way you can win an argument with Puritans is by kicking them out of your country as the British did. And how thankful the Brits continue to feel about their ancestor’s wisdom each and every day.
Posted by Shoshana Hebshi on December 16, 2009
There are a few things that I have found hard to adapt to since moving to the Midwest. One of them is the omnipresence of religiosity.
I was reminded of this early this morning in a most strange circumstance. It was the beginning of my husband’s second triathlon of the season. It was a short triathlon, and had attracted a few more than 100 participants, men and women, young and old, from as far away as Nebraska, Belgium, Switzerland and Minnesota.
As the sun rose in the east, the announcer gathered the competitors around the starting line and welcomed them to the event. After rousing the crowd with some good pep talks, an announcement that the Nebraskans would have to run faster than the others to get anywhere, and an introduction of the referree, who had the power to disqualify anyone, he introduced the director of the Twin Lakes Christian camp—the event sponsor.
I hoped, but did not pray, that he would keep it clean. He didn’t. After telling the crowd that this event has been a growing and successful event each year since its inception, he said: Let’s pray. I looked over at my husband, and we exhanged knowing and humored glances, and then the prayer started. First, the director thanked God for bringing such a glorious day upon us, good for a morning of racing. Then he invoked the name of Jesus, as in Thank You Jesus! for blessing us all.
As he prayed, head bowed to God’s Green Earth below, I looked around the crowd. My intention was to see if any one was not praying. I saw one or two—aside from my husband—without a head lowered in mimicry. But the majority of the 100-plus folks gathered in the circle obliged with the prayer. Maybe they had known before hand this was a Christian event.
As a non-Christian, sudden explosions into prayer to Jesus and God, have always been strange. Actually, invoking God outside of a religious service was not just rare—it didn’t happen. But since moving to the Midwest, I have come to know these gatherings and outbursts of praise as commonplace. They say the Bible Belt extends from Florida’s panhandle northward along the Atlantic to northern Virgina and southern West Virginia, westward, swallowing all of Missouri and the east end of Kansas, and southward through Texas and back along the Gulf Coast. Iowa is technically not in the Bible Belt. Rather, it is the Corn Belt. But this geographic omission does not exclude it from its fervent adherence to Protestant Evangelism.
I have lived other places (Santa Maria, Ca.) where there seemed to be more churches per capita than gas stations, restaurants and shoe stores put together, but there was no outward invasion of my religious sensibilities. I know people may tag me as a heathen for writing this, but I just find it a little presumptuous that a stranger would assume everyone needs to pray before subjecting their bodies to athletic torture in a swim, bike, run. I certainly don’t. And I can bet that Jesus did not help guide my husband to a fourth place win. Perhaps one would argue that Jesus could have helped him achieve a first place finish if he had just prayed harder, or even believed in the first place. But who am I to speculate? Who are any of us to speculate that something so irrational could exist?
Bottom line, during future impromptu prayer groups with a bunch of total strangers, I would like someone to allow for an opt-out for us non-Christians. Thank you, Jesus!
Posted by Shoshana Hebshi on August 1, 2009
From The New York Times on Obama’s Supreme Court Nominee Sonia Sotomayor:
“Racial prejudice is a religious issue, even when it is directed against Italian American white males,” said Richard Land, top public policy official of the 16-million-member Southern Baptist Convention. “We are going to make our constituency aware of her record,” he said, “and certainly her statement that someone from her background can render a better opinion than a white male.”
Posted by Shoshana Hebshi on May 27, 2009