I still remember, back when I was uber Christian gal who dreamed of going to seminary, how people reacted to me actually having discussions with the people we would have to convert on campus. I still remember talking to a Buddhist- to the point I was shivering because of how cold it was outside. And one by one the others of our campus conversion group dropped off, giving me bizarre looks. Because I didn’t stick to the plan, because I questioned and asked and listened and discussed instead of sticking to the five point discussion layout we were supposed to vomit out to get people saved. I was later chided and corrected for my behavior. (I challenged back, of course, which is a big reason why I always ended up pushed to the side in these groups. Pious enough not to kick out, but not accepting authority enough to be accepted.)
At the time I was disgusted that they thought this guy, who was nice and kind and willing to talk with passion about his beliefs, was somehow beyond their saving, somehow not worthy of their time.
And later, once I left Christianity, I realized it’s because (most, many) christians never really care about the person, why they believe. They just assume everyone is deluded or doomed if they aren’t Christian, and if a person is smart and thoughtful and not a Christian than obviously they are beyond saving because if they were truly good they would have chosen Christ.
Which is all a long way to say this is why I get so infuriated at the christians who behave like that. Who assume they somehow have this great knowledge and superior moral code for being Christian. Because fuck it if it isn’t the result of arrogance and seated in this belief that they are better than everyone else for having either been chosen by Christ, or having chosen him, depending on the denomination.