Martin Mendiola | NDHS '14
16yo | Filipino | Irish
God, Family, Friends, Music, and the Universe
I’m not religious. I am faithful.
I don’t hate them. I wish they understood. I respect your views, but I don’t respect your disrespect for my beliefs. I don’t tolerate. Tolerance is ignorance. I want to understand. After we argue, at least shake my hand without sarcasm or feeling that I’m crazy or delusional. I’m not sure if all atheists are like this, just the ones I know. Especially since atheism is disbelief in the existence of a god or the belief that there is no God.
I’d like to meet an atheist who can still respect my beliefs. Or is that an oxymoron?
I see the logic in what you’re saying. It makes sense. But the idea of God doesn’t make sense. He wouldn’t be God if the idea of Him did make sense.
I know atheism will always exist since logic is very understandable and when I think of it from an outside view, maybe God does seem like a crazy and far out idea. But you know what? That’s exactly what God IS. God is so awesome and unbelievable that He is completely illogical. But just because something is illogical, just because there is no proof for something, and just because something can’t be seen doesn’t mean it isn’t real.
Moreover, my faith doesn’t define who I am. It has to do a lot with who I am, but just because I’m Christian or “religious,” you don’t have to automatically shut me out because whatever I say or think or do is a result of the so-called delusion of faith. There will never be proof. If there was proof, there would be no need for faith. God wouldn’t leave undeniable proof for us to find because that would take away true faith.
Atheism to me is what God is to atheists. Doesn’t make sense. And probably we will never completely understand each other’s sides. All I’m asking is for you to not be close-minded. Understand me, or try to, like I try to understand you. I feel very disrespected when you (referring to some atheists I know) just shut me out, laugh at me, and say I’m crazy and delusional and stupid because I believe in God.
If you’re an atheist, if you didn’t believe in God, if you rejected God, and He stood before you right now to judge you, would you repent? Or would that not be enough for you to believe?
I decide what’s beautiful, not society. What they decide is beautiful doesn’t mean anything to me.
What I decide is important is a part of me. If you don’t like it, then don’t mind it, because there’s no point in complaining about what YOU think should be (but isn’t). Same thing goes for me.
I don’t care what people say, what people think they know. As long as I got hope in me, nothing can stop me. I will go.
If you think you know me, you probably don’t. If you really do know me, you know you won’t.
I decide my future, no matter how crazy and far it seems. Because at the end of every dark tunnel, is a growing light that, at first, only gleams.
I see ignorance. I see pride. I see traitors who are content that they’ve lied. I see friends, I see foes, but in the end, who knows? Who knows who?
Life’s changing and so is everyone around me. Even though I’ve been scared to, I’ve changed, but that has helped me see what kind of person I have to be.
Not putting up with the problems I face. Whether it be age, religion, sex, or race. Not tolerance. Not passivity. But Acceptance. Understanding. And I understand that no one will completely understand me. Not completely.
Nothing’s perfect. But you’ve got to keep going. Not everything goes your way, but you’ve got to keep going. Not everyone is who you hope they are, but you’ve got to keep going. Not everything goes the way you hope it will, but you’ve got to keep going. Society might not agree with your perspective, but you’ve got to keep going. Why? Because if you don’t, who will? If everyone decides they’ll stop trying because someone else will do it instead, then no one will. I might sound like some sad preacher or some guy who is just complaining a lot about all the problems that only so many care about because they seem so normal or because they’re just how things are or some guy who is just mad at life and everyone and everything. But I’m not. I am addressing reality so everyone knows what I think, and more than that, I’m going to face it, not matter what they think.
If you read this, disregard everything you know or think you know about me. And just listen and try to understand. I wrote this for a reason, right?