I can totally relate to this. Some in my family suggest that my education made me less intelligent. They’ll mock saying, “Did you read that in a book?” Ironically their beliefs all stem from a book, but they’ll never admit that.

Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not an atheist, but I hate the term agnostic. I hate these kinds of conceptual categories (or rather camps) that try to describe (or better define) who I am or how I’m supposed to be.

My perspective on the whole God debate is that it’s all one big world, and there are thi gs that defy logic, science or even the possibility of description… call that whatever you want.

It reminds me of the old story about the king and the blind monks. The king grabs all the monks and asks them to start feeling around and tell him what they are feeling. One says a snake, another a bull, another rhino, and so on. It turns out they were all wrong. The monk who said it was a snake was actually feeling an elephant’s trunk. The monk who said it was a bull was actually feeling the elephant’s tusks… thats who we are. Just a bunch of blind monks feeling out the world, doing our best to understand it, but ultimately we are all wrong. And, it really shouldn’t matter, even of you say your an atheist or agnostic, or Christian, Muslim, Buddhist, or whatever other name we will end up creating at some point in time.