I laid my bed and….
Jun 9th, 2010 by Peter
As I wrote in the last post, we’ll have our son baptised in church soon.
To be honest, it’s not really what I want, being a huge fan of FSM and not so much religion.
In a weak moment a few years ago, I told C that she could decide whether or not our first kid should do a full traditional baptism with church and all, or we should drag ourselves to the local municipality and get him registered.
C opted for the first choice and left me with the headache. Its really against my principles, but I like to think that I’m a man of my words too. It sucks, but on the other hand, I stayed a member of the church paying my extra annual 0.83 percent in tax for the same reason.
I don’t mind people being religious, and I basically think people should believe in whatever they want as long as they respect others right not to.
Here I am, paying taxes for something I don’t believe in, and if I decide to use the church services, I feel guilty. So yes, I am a hypocrite caught between my own promises and principles. I hate it. If I consider it a pure business deal, then I have no issues getting Mark baptised in Church (I paid good money over 20 years), but given my own principle to respect other peoples beliefs, I kind of step over the line by taking advantage of the church’s services without really believing in god.
This is a sure lose-lose situation with C on one side and the protestant church (and my own principles) on the other side. Who will I disappoint? The decision is easy, when I think about it. C is what matters most to me and I can bite my tongue for the hour it takes in Church. But why do I feel like such an asshole then?
Is C a protestant?
If not it seems like a bit strange decision to make in my opinion.
Nothing is strange or have to give meaning when you’re married to a Chinese. You should know that :-)
Jokes aside, C is not member of the protestant church or a believer in any religion. She just feels it’s the right thing to do when you live in Denmark. I suppose she also like the tradition and maybe it’s her way to let me suffer for the church wedding I never gave her.