I’ve been hated in pretty nearly all the belief systems I’ve adhered to in my life. I was hated as a Communist kid because everyone else knew more about what Communism really is than we did, since we didn’t live in Communism but merely wished for what we thought it would be. I learned more and became an anarchist, and was hated for that because most people really didn’t know what anarchy is. I left that paradigm/dream because anarchy is impossible over the long term, and there is no way to prevent its being replaced by the very opposite: tyrrany by whomever takes over first.
I was then a New Ager; there I was the least hated. I left that system because it was self-serving and full of contradictions and therefore seemed unlikely to just happen to turn out to be true. Besides it didn’t meet its own tests. I was an explorer of the unexplained and got really into hardcore left-hand occultism.
I was very hated then yet also had an easy time making friends and making men buy things for me. But it was far from worthwhile.
Anyway, I wandered around shades of Eastern religion and pantheism and agnosticism and occasional attraction to Christianity. Didn’t get any hate there except when I tried to find out what was true. The very idea that I would dare not to accept the nearest scenester’s word on what was true enraged so many people I decided to keep it under my hat mostly. Several years ago I got into examining the claims of Christianity in a multi-directional approach, and furtively found reasons, which I could no longer explain away, to believe the canonical Bible is a book of greater truth than any other. I sought ways to accept it without excluding other belief systems. In that way my friends could think I hadn’t deserted them and their right to control one another
. But as I learned that that was impossible, I started finding coy means of letting people know my final conclusions on that topic.
I got baptized. I invited lots of people and almost all refused to attend on the grounds that they couldn’t approve of the ceremony. Over the next few years I put up with ferociously histrionic attacks against my newfound religion from people I’d been close to and from near strangers all the time. I was extremely hated as an Evangelical Friend and much more so as a Pentecostal. The world flings spittle in all directions at the sight of Pentecostals. I figure it’s the refusal to mind that gets them worked up.
We’d grin and laugh and say, “Be safe out there. God loves you,” and walk on. They’d scream, flap, run around, bug out their eyes and curse us on and on. It drove them crazy that they couldn’t bring us down to the same level of discourse. It’s one of my proudest memories of that otherwise weird phase of my journey.
One day I was actually reading CA pages and got interested (to say the least; I post what happened now and then) in Catholicism. In a few months I was in RCIA and sure I would convert. I did. I do run into hate as a Catholic, but I think not as much as I got as a Pentecostal, maybe somewhere around the amount I got as an Evangelical Friend. Most people I met took a few conversations to find out what an Evangelical Friend is, slowing the impact of the information.
In light of that experience, I say the reasons for all the real, over-the-top, explosive, rabid hate are several. There’s jealousy; misinformation; offended vanity on the part of those who think they are the wise ones and have vast wisdom for us all and keep forgetting there are those who don’t see things quite that way. Then there is a lot of overgeneralization on the part of people who were hurt in the Church and think that’s one of the main things the Church does and that it doesn’t happen everywhere (I was hurt or let down badly at times by atheists, agnostics, New Agers, Zen Buddhists, pagans… but it’s over), and sometimes it is possibly something spiritual or just an ordinary mental block. I would imagine it’s spurred and fed richly by the mass media, which are dominated by anti-Christians and balanced very lightly by Evangelicals.:twocents: