My darling said that very thing to me as I pondered an issue we’re having at work. In case I hadn’t made myself too clear, I’m a Pagan. I’m pretty tolerant of other folks’ beliefs, and can ignore most comments. Faith isn’t talked about much at work, but I’m open enough that they know where I stand on the issue. I listen to them, they listen to me, it is a fair deal for all, and we DO NOT DO THIS IN FRONT OF THE STUDENTS. Just so you know.
But this morning at work, a mother came completely unhinged at the mention of pumpkins and celebrating the harvest.
She yelled at the teacher, saying Halloween is evil and she will not have her child involved in any such thing. The teacher repeated several times that it wasn’t Halloween anything, it was harvest and we’re going to be learning about it with art projects (no pumpkins will be carved during said lessons, but we might cook one).
The mother continued her tirade saying (more than once) that she doesn’t want anyone else’s religion stuffed down her throat or her child’s throat. When it was all over, she left the room saying, “god bless you.”
I rolled my dexterity for both hands and sent my magic daggers of +2 damage… Oh, hush. I can dream, can’t I?
Anyway, thanks, but no thanks on the blessing thing. The last thing I want is the blessing of her intolerant, exclusionary, jackass of a deity hanging over my head like a dung-filled balloon.
Tomorrow I’m going to wear my Pentacle earrings. If she says “god bless you” to me, I will politely refuse, telling her I find her blessing to be offensive. While she may mean it with sincerity, I don’t need anything from her closed, hard heart.
“Mind your words, dear,” my darling said softly, “they do come back to you three fold.” So…ok; I’ll skip the “I find your blessing to be offensive” part and just say, “No thanks.”
I wonder if she’ll get it…