I was taught to believe in Santa Clause by both parents (atheist father and catholic mother).
One particular year (I think I was five) my mother told to me to pray the night before Christmas to get everything I wanted for Christmas. And I did. And I got everything I wanted for Christmas. Awesome! This prayer thing apparently really worked. (I had also written a letter to Santa a few weeks earlier)
The next year, my dad suggested I write another letter to Santa. I said “nah, I tried this prayer thing last year and it worked pretty well.” Dad said “um.....”
I prayed, fully expecting to get everything I asked for. I got maybe a third of it.
That was when I stopped believing in God.
Well that little trick totally backfired on her. The road to (your mom’s perception of) hell was paved with her good intentions.
This is an excellent anecdote to illustrate the value of ethical injunctions. Even though she (presumably) had no moral problem with actively misleading you on the power of prayer her dark arts ability is nowhere near the level required to consider all the possible consequences of her deception. She would have been better served by adopting an ethic for purely practical purposes.It may have delayed your apostasy a year or two.
Well that little trick totally backfired on her. The road to (your mom’s perception of) hell was paved with her good intentions.
This is an excellent anecdote to illustrate the value of ethical injunctions. Even though she (presumably) had no moral problem with actively misleading you on the power of prayer her dark arts ability is nowhere near the level required to consider all the possible consequences of her deception. She would have been better served by adopting an ethic for purely practical purposes.It may have delayed your apostasy a year or two.