There – Ethan struck me with the ultimatum question. “Is God Real?” – whilst I was busy cooking away our dinner. I nearly dropped whatever I was doing.
But I didn’t.
I could either stop doing the cooking and just asked him to take a seat and have a proper discussion about it or I could just brushed it off as if I didn’t hear what he was saying or understood what he was saying.
Again he persisted: “Is God Real, Mum?”
“What do you think?” I asked casually and calmly.
“Na – I don’t think so. ‘Cos at school the teacher said that God created the World in just seven days! That’s impossible!”
“Why is that?”
“Because that can’t be right. The dinosaurs were here first – before God.” (If you have been following my blog you would have noticed that Ethan is all about dinosaurs.)
“How do you know? Perhaps, God created dinosaurs too.”
“God created a man and a women. That means the dinosaurs were here before.”
“I don’t really know Ethan. Nobody’s know.” I did not argue with him there. I continued, “God is a faith, a religious belief just like or similar to any other religion for example – like Buddhism, they have a God too – but a different kind of God. In Thailand, most people follow Buddhism. In England, most people follow Christianity. You are a kind of half and half. People pray for God for different reasons or that when they want something to happen.”
“Emmm… like…” I rattled my brain quickly – winning the lotto? Nope – that’s a bad example. “Like… keeping a good health and that your family are safe.”
“But is God really real?” (Perhaps, I didn’t quite explain that so well.)
“I really don’t know Ethan. But it is good to have a faith. Faith keeps people happy. Do you think God is real?”
“Na – I don’t think so. Because The dinosaurs were here first – before God.” Then Ethan ran off merrily out of the kitchen.
O k a y . . .
To my readers, neither my OH or myself are strictly religious. My OH has inherited the Christianity from his family. I was inherited Buddhism from mind. Thus, I was raised in an All-Girls Catholic boarding school in England since the age of 10 year old. I love going to the church and participate in all kind of Christianity activities. I was even in the school Church Choir! I enjoy singing and somedays I even pray to God to help me with my crisis. In fact, I seem to be praying to both Gods now-a-day. Some people would say I have an identity crisis. Some would go as far as saying that I am in actually fact – an atheist.
I guess what I am trying to explain to Ethan is that Religious give people labels, but really we are all the same. We pray for safety and no more wars. We pray that we are to be kind each other, to have compassion, integrity, generosity, and empathy. I want Ethan to find his own path and not for me to impose it upon him.
Although, in the past he has been in his school novelty plays, playing the Shepherd and all sorts, and that’s a lovely thing to see; and in the Summer we talked to him into becoming a little Buddhist monk for a day for his GrandDad’s cremation ceremony. This is seen as a very honourable way to pay respect to your elders in Buddhism. I would never forget that day nor will I forget him playing a Shepherd on the stage at his school novelty play.
In two days time, we will be going to a Church Service with friends who are also not at all religious but it is something that they enjoy doing. I say why not – if you enjoy doing something – then I think it is perfectly acceptable to believe in whatever you want to believe – that you at least have faith in humanity at the very least.