“Where does your faith in God come from? ” I asked. “After all, you don’t see God, right? So how can you be sure that he really exists?” “I can see him,” she replied. “I know that God is real. I know it in my heart. You can only believe in what you know to be true. You know your own truth. I know mine. Everyone should be able to find that within themselves.” “But with most Christians I know, it’s not like that,” I said. “They think their way is the only way to live, and when you tell them you don’t agree then they’ll just tell you that you’re going to hell. I mean, seriously—do you believe that it’s your role as a Christian to try and save everyone else?” Rachel shook her head. “It’s not about that for me,” she said. “I’m not trying to go out there and convert people. I just want to be an example. I want to live my life for God, and let other people take from that whatever they want.”
I took a drag of my cigarette, mulling that over. “You ever read the Tao Te Ching?” I asked. Rachel shook her head no. “Well, basically it argues that the greatest teacher teaches without teaching,” I continued. “ I don’t know. You kind of sound like you’re not so much Christian as Taoist.” Rachel didn’t say anything. She just smiled.
It amazed me. The fact that we could sit there, two people on such opposite sides of the spectrum of faith, and talk openly about our differences the way that we did—it wasn’t something I’d seen before at Columbine. I couldn’t get over how open and honest Rachel Scott was. In my mind, Rachel was an example of what the ideal Christian should be.” (No Easy Answers, 2002)