I know some will focus simply on her change, but what about thinking about what made her despise Christians in the first place. Too many people think that having “haters” means that you’re doing something good. Having people hate you or what you do is not a positive, anyone can do that. If you want to show your way of living is right, let your life silently speak for itself. Everyone tries to convert people, religious and atheist, anti-intellectuals and intellectuals, black and white, domestic and foreign, stop. Just because it works for you, does not mean it works for everyone. I say stop trying to evangelize and start trying to live your life right.
As a university professor, I tired of students who seemed to believe that “knowing Jesus” meant knowing little else. Christians in particular were bad readers, always seizing opportunities to insert a Bible verse into a conversation with the same point as a punctuation mark: to end it rather than deepen it.
As a professor of English and women’s studies, on the track to becoming a tenured radical, I cared about morality, justice, and compassion. Fervent for the worldviews of Freud, Hegel, Marx, and Darwin, I strove to stand with the disempowered. I valued morality. And I probably could have stomached Jesus and his band of warriors if it weren’t for how other cultural forces buttressed the Christian Right. Pat Robertson’s quip from the 1992 Republican National Convention pushed me over the edge: “Feminism,” he sneered, “encourages women to leave their husbands, kill their children, practice witchcraft, destroy capitalism, and become lesbians.” Indeed. The surround sound of Christian dogma comingling with Republican politics demanded my attention.
So I’m not the only one who was interested in whether or not this story is contrived and if this person is real and honest. So far it seems so…