By: Tess Prior
We’re told it’s the easy route. The road more traveled in the yellow wood, I mean. We’re told that this more-traveled road is for those whose hearts are too hard (or weak) to accept and/or believe and/or endure to the end. The more traveled way is the easy way.
I used to believe this. Those people who leave the church? Those people who let go of the iron rod? They’re taking the easy route, I thought.
Today, I write in defense of those who leave the church because they no longer believe. It is not an easy route. It is not easy, for example, to go from a place of faith (a place where there are solid, steady answers to life’s pertinent questions and all sorts of eternal guarantees) to a place where there may not be any answers or guarantees. It is not easy to leave something that is organized, orderly, familiar and filled with safety nets for the foreignness of the wide-open world. It’s not easy to leave something that is rich with tradition—to stop singing hymns, to stop repeating Articles of Faith, to abandon the mortal time lines (8-baptism, 19-mission…) that have been given as guides. Leaving the church because you no longer believe is not easy. In fact, it’s a conversion in it’s own right and brings with it all the typical challenges that one would expect any conversion to bring.
To those who have left because they no longer believe, I apologize for thinking it was an easy choice. It isn’t. I know that now. I guess that (like so many other things) knowing which of the two roads will make all the difference to the traveler depends entirely on individual experience.