Comments on: My Children Believe In God

By: Sarah and the Goon Squad » Fear of a Black Hat

Sarah and the Goon Squad » Fear of a Black Hat — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 07:25:03 +0000

[...] I blame the puppet devil. [...]

By: Nancy

Nancy — Tue, 15 Dec 2009 20:50:44 +0000

Forget converting them to athiesm, start with something more tangible, like the great giant spaghetti monster. The jump from athiesm is less scary from there.

By: stephanie

stephanie — Mon, 14 Dec 2009 17:13:35 +0000

I feel like a lot of kids raised without religion believe in God because it’s what they hear all the time. I was raised the same way, with parents with a ton of religious upbringing that rebelled by not taking us to church. I went with a friends a couple times, and felt I believed in God, until I got old enough to think independently about it, when I realized hey, I don’t actually believe in this at all.

Your kids are still young and probably hear stuff about God at school and with friends a lot, so it seems like something they should believe in. They may continue to believe but they may also change their minds. My parents never cared either way (they were a lot more upset when they thought I might be a Republican…). They might just need to time to figure out they’re atheists, too. Or not. Whatevs!

By: Papa K

Papa K — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 04:20:39 +0000

read my sisters blog: she’s probably one of the best religious writers I know… http://onething.beautifulheritage.com/

By: Lauren

Lauren — Sat, 12 Dec 2009 05:48:12 +0000

My husband and I were both raised as Christians but neither of our parents were practicing Christians. I think that as educated adults we gravitate towards logic and science. I like the idea of taking the kids to a Unitarian church to learn about other religions. I believe in educating our children so they can decide for themselves.

By: Kristin

Kristin — Sat, 12 Dec 2009 02:37:48 +0000

I could have written the first part of this post, well…until the god with no feet part. Seriously, we need to get our kids together again because it would be freakin’ hilarious. The other day Alex was asking me all these questions and I just didn’t have the answers. He is standing up on the couch towering over me and he goes, “All I really want to know is HOW DID THE EARTH GET HERE?” and then Mia looks at him and goes, “Duh, GOD!” And down he goes fully satisfied with HER answer as I stand there with my mouth gaping open.

By: MA Smith

MA Smith — Fri, 11 Dec 2009 23:34:33 +0000

Did they say why God has no feet? Because that’s the part that I can’t seem to wrap my head around (why would God have no feet?).

By: Molly Chase

Molly Chase — Fri, 11 Dec 2009 22:44:47 +0000

I have an uncle (well, I guess I *had* an uncle; he died earlier this week) who was very old. He came to our house once this summer, and Max came into the kitchen while I was doing something out there. I asked where his father was and Max said “He’s in the living room with God.” He meant my uncle.

In light of him dying this week, this is maybe more morbid and creepy than funny. But at the time it was hilarious.

Carry on.

By: Julie

Julie — Fri, 11 Dec 2009 22:28:06 +0000

I think they’re probably experimenting, and since you are so open about it, they will keep experimenting with their beliefs for a while. Which I think is awesome.

Just keep doing what you’re doing — honesty and support are, IMO, the most important things you can give them.

By: Jen

Jen — Fri, 11 Dec 2009 21:15:27 +0000

I had a conversation about this with my 9 year old last night. He informed me he believed in God but also in “evolution and the Big Bang theory”. I’m cool with that but I was also a little surprised. I’ve told him before that I don’t believe in God but that other people do and that’s ok too. I kind of wonder with my son if he’s just testing it out and seeing if it REALLY is ok with me if he believes something different.

I too am unsure what to do with this information. I was composing a blog post about it in my head all day but now that you’ve written this I’ll probably never get around to typing it out. Way to make me waste my whole day.