Would it be wrong to send an email blast to all my friends........?

Question

I am agnostic and a lot of my friends and family members fill up my inbox with religious forwarded messages. I know this sounds petty but it really annoys me. It easy to say "just delete them" but they all forward them to each other too so sometimes there are several of the same emails. So here I sit sorting through 20-40 religious forwards a day. It clutters my inbox and it flat out gets on my nerves. So would it be wrong of me to write a very polite email explaining that I am agnostic and to please refrain from forwarded me religious materials? I don't send them agnostic materials trying to convert them into my way of thinking and I don't like having religion force fed to me in any way. So what do you think?

I would just block them but they are people like my mother, cousin, step grandmother etc. LOL wouldn't feel right blocking all of their emails. Not all of them are religious just a lot of them.

I would just block them but they are people like my mother, cousin, step grandmother, best friend etc. LOL wouldn't feel right blocking all of their emails. Not all of them are religious just a lot of them. Some of them I have told in person others I only correspond via email so that's why I considered the blast.

Answer 1

No- here's some that might get the point across


In a world so filled with religious beliefs and different faiths, it’s hard to be an agnostic. That’s right agnostic, not atheist. We are different. Agnostics don't deny the existence of a god, just deny knowing him. This is not meant to preach agnosticism to you people out there, but is meant to help spread a message of tolerance.

There once was a young boy. He was brought up believing in Christianity. During the rough spots in his life, he turned from his beliefs and denied knowing any god. Deep down, he wanted to go back to that religion that once seemed so right, but so many questions withheld him. Not only questions, but people too.

This boy went to a church camp. He went in hopes of questions answered and perhaps a rekindling of his faith. All he found was intolerance. When he brought up questions to religion and defended his belief of agnosticism, he was verbally attacked and beat with harsh words. He was told that because he didn't love God, that he was a worshipper of Satan and would burn in hell for all eternity. His questions were thrown away and he was told, "Who are you to question the True and Living God?"

This boy remembered back to the teachings brought about in church all those Sunday mornings. Teachings such as "Do unto others as you want done unto you", "Judge not, lest ye be judged", and "Tolerance..."


The last one is the one that needs to be focused on. This is not a Christian bashing message. It is applied to any belief set, even agnosticism and atheism. If you want to preach your beliefs to people, then remember: You catch more flies with honey than vinegar. Condemning people and showing hypocrisy will not bring them to a faith. Understand your religion, your beliefs and your faith. Preach it the way your deity wants it preached and you will have a much more effective message.

You see tons of forwards going around about how you rarely see anyone spreading the word of god. Well its funny how this message written by an agnostic has a good chance of being looked down on because of the writer's beliefs, even though he is trying to help you spread your message in a more effective way. If you know followers of any faith out there who show intolerance, perhaps without realizing, then please send them this. Open their eyes.







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Well, it had been yet another bad day in the office, and once again it was the fault of that new girl, Mary Anne. She is one of those Pagans, a so-called witch. How can anyone in their right mind make this claim, knowing that it goes against God and all of the teachings of the Bible?

She doesn't even have the common decency to keep her satanic symbol, her pentagram necklace hidden from the view of the decent, God-fearing people in the office. She has some nerve. I find that I cannot hate her for this though, for I know that she has been deceived. Satan works his evil in ways that she cannot see. I've seen that so called Wiccan Reed that she has tacked to the wall above her computer. On the surface, it looks like a decent loving belief, but all one must do is look, look closely and see that by practicing this way, and not embracing Jesus Christ as savior, she is on the pathway to hell.

As I've said, it was a bad day in the office. Three times in the past few weeks I have been called in to see my supervisor, and he has told me that I am not allowed to preach to Mary Anne the word of God, to show her the error of her ways. Today, my supervisor told me that if I continue to "harass" Mary Anne, he will be forced to terminate me. How can he say this? He himself is a God fearing man. And, how can he be so tolerant of the evil that he sees insinuating itself into our workplace?

As I lay down to sleep last night, I asked the Lord for guidance. "God, grant me a true vision of you, so that I may better lead the faithless onto the righteous path." "Oh, a true vision of Me is it? Are you sure that you're ready, truly ready to see, my son?"

I sat bolt upright in bed, and there, at the foot of my bed, white of hair and beard, in a long, flowing white robe, stood the Lord my God. I made to leap from the bed and fall to my knees in front of Him, but he stopped me with a gesture. "Kneel not before me at this time my son. Instead, rise and walk with Me, so that you may get a glimpse of what I truly am, as you asked of me in your prayer."

He took my hand, and as I looked, my bedroom was no longer there, but a pathway through the woods. We started to walk, and I was too awestruck for words. We took the path to the left, and we were then inside St. Catherine's Church, in the middle of a service. While still standing beside me, God seemed to expand and fill the whole of the church. I could see smiles of contentment forming on some of the parishioners faces. I felt blessed. God smiled upon me. "The Catholics hold such pretty masses, don't they? I like to stop here in this church, because not only do they speak the words, but they live the life, through teaching, helping the sick and poor, not only with handouts, but helping them learn to help themselves. Now let us walk on."

And we were back on the pathway. We traveled a bit further along, and then were in the parlor of a funeral home. A young woman was kneeling before the casket, resting her head on it and crying. I could see by the similarity, that this dead man must be her father. God knelt bedside her, and drew His arms about her. "Miss him, that is all right, but weep not for him, for now he is with
Me." She wiped her eyes, and stood with a sad smile upon her face, and said "Good-Bye Daddy. 'I'll miss you." and turned and left the room.

And we were back on the pathway. We walked a little ways, and we were in front of a large lodge of some kind. I could hear music and laughter spilling out of the window. I turned to look at God, and was shocked to see, not the flowing white robe, but Him wearing leather and animal furs, his hair and beard now the color of wheat, and a sword strapped across His back. He strode forth, and I saw him approach a figure I had not seen before. As I looked close, I was shocked to see that it was the same face that I had just seen dead, but looking young and strong, and dressed in ancient looking
garb, an ax strapped to his waist. God strode up to him and grabbed him in a great bear hug. "Welcome my son. We've been waiting for you. Now, go inside and raise a cup or two, and meet with your brother." And, with a hearty slap on the back, he sent the man inside. And then we were back on the pathway.

We walked a bit further, and then we were in a mosque. At least I believed so, as I had never been in one before, but had seen pictures of them. The group of worshippers was not large, but I could see their rapt faces as they listened to the mullah speak. He was speaking to them of purity, both of the mind and the body, bringing them closer to Allah. And as he spoke, God, dressed now in the robes of the desert, walked among them and briefly laid his hands upon each set of shoulders. And, from their faces, I could see that these men knew that the words of the mullah were true, and that their spirits felt touched by God. And then we were back on the pathway.

After we had walked a bit, we found ourselves in an African village. People with skin as black as night, the women with their breasts shamefully bared, were dancing in a circle, to the rhythm of the drums being played by a group of men. Somehow though, I was not offended by the bared breasts, and the music seemed to seep into my soul. God was then a mighty lion, and He let forth a mighty roar. The villagers did not seem to hear, but the drums increased their pounding, and the dancers danced with a frenzy. and then we were back on the pathway.

We walked a bit more, and were on the top of a cliff. There sat, painted and covered with feathers, an old Navajo man. As I watched, he seemed to change into the form of an eagle and take flight, and we were flying with him, soaring high into the air, seeing the vista spread out below us. And God,
in the form of an eagle Himself, seemed to guide this other eagle through the air, over mountains and through valleys, until he came upon a group of men. As I watched, the old Navajo man was no longer an eagle, but a young boy instead, and he sat at the feet of these men, to listen to the words of his
elders. And then we were back on the pathway.

We traveled a bit, and then we were in a forest clearing. I knew this place. It was known as a place of devil worship and evil. In the center of the clearing roared a great bonfire, and kiwi torches outlined a circle of sorts. Inside this circle, in a circle themselves, stood 7 men and 6 women, dressed in robes of varying colors, their arms raised to the moon. Was that one woman Mary Anne? I really couldn't be sure. And God walked among them in the circle, touching each one. He seemed not to be an older man now, but as he made each of three turns around the circle, he was first a young girl, bouncing with energy, then a woman of middle years, with a tender smile for all Her children, and finally, an old woman, body bent, but holding Her head up with pride. And a woman stepped forward, and yes, it was Mary Anne, and lifted her head to the sky. "Great Goddess, Mother of us all, thank you for joining us tonight. Stay if You will, go if You must. Know in our hearts You will always be welcome. Blessed be"

And we were back on the pathway. As we walked along, ahead in the distance I saw the most beautiful man. Yes, beautiful, though I would never normally think of a man this way. With blonde hair, and a golden robe, he seemed to radiate sunshine. God and this golden man nodded to each other as they passed, sharing a smile together. "My Lord" I asked, "was that an angel?" "Well, yes, he is known as that to some. He is also known to some as a god himself. That was Lucifer."

And His words caused me to stumble. I couldn't believe that we had just passed the ultimate evil. God looked at me, and He knew my mind. And he chuckled a bit. "Think about it logically My son. The Lucifer that you know is a fallen angel, cast out of heaven for challenging Me. If I am the all-powerful being, above all others, how could he do this? How could I allow it?" "But, the
Bible..." I stammered. "The Bible is a wonderful book, as are the Koran and the Torah and many others, but they are just books, written by the hand of man, not written by Me. And, it's a bit confusing as well if truth be known, but that's not up to Me to fix. These books are wonderful, but only as guidance, for each man and woman must think for themselves." And, I believed He was
right in this.

"Now, come forth, we must journey a little more before you go back." And He took my hand once again. As we followed the pathway, we soared through the stars, listening to the music of the heavens, we became a little flower and a mighty oak, we became a babbling brook, and a mighty ocean. We flitted from flower to flower as a little honeybee, and ran across the plains as a mighty stallion. And, all too soon, the pathway returned us to my home. God held my hand a moment longer, and smiled into my face, "My son, you prayed tonight for a true vision of Me. For vision, you must only open your eyes and see what there is to see. Good night to you."

And then He was gone, and I was back in my bed. A dream I thought, only a dream, that couldn't have been real. At that time, a bolt of lightning lit up my room through the window, and thunder crashed through the sky, and I thought I heard, from seemingly far away, "Remember, the Lord works in mysterious ways My son."

This morning as I entered the office, I went to the machine for a cup of coffee, and standing there, I spied Mary Anne. As I approached her, I could see her barely cringe, and I could see in her face that she was expecting yet another onslaught from me and my book. She seemed to cast her eyes about for a way to escape, but there was none. I walked up to her and smiled. " I think I owe you a bit of an apology." I said. "I've been a bit narrow minded of late, and I really had no right to subject you to what I did. It's not up to me to say how you find your path to your spirit, and I was wrong to think that was so." Mary Anne just stood there, not knowing what to say. "So, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry, and I hope you will forgive my trespass. God bless you Mary Anne, and... uh...Blessed Be?"

You know, I always thought that it was just a saying, about people's jaws dropping to the floor, but Mary Anne did her best at that moment to prove me wrong...









Or just simply tell them how it makes you feel, and ask them politely not to do it again.

Answer 2

Nothing is wrong with you. It takes time to get over a breakup but I can tell you from experience that it was easier for me when I stopped talking to him and seeing him Stay away from her on facebook. Block her and don't worry about what she is doing or who she is with. Its hard in the beginning but after a while you will be fine. Go out and have fun and enjoy yourself. You can't make someone love you or want to be with you. She may find out she made a big mistake letting you go. Maybe not. Live your life. That's all you can do. Let her go and move on. Best of luck

Answer 3

I don't think it's wrong at all. I don't like getting emails about every last thing, either, for instance, chain emails...! They drive me crazy! So I ask people not to send them.

Simply saying, please don't forward these kinds of emails to me anymore, thank you....would be enough. You don't have to get involved in the whys of it. If someone asks you why, you can simply say, I don't believe these things.

Answer 4

I'd suggest using the excuse that 'forwards cause my inbox to crash/be slow/etc', if you don't particularly feel like insulting anyone. If you don't care, then yeah, just say 'don't forward any damn religious emails, kthx' and be done with it.

Answer 5

no it would not be just let them know politely that you don't want those kinds of messages that is all you have to do unless they are super crazy into the religion then you may have to get a little mean or just send them a bunch of messages you know that they don't want.

Answer 6

i'm atheist and my family does the same thing and it is annoying and i did write them asking them not to send me e-mails. most stopped but usually i do get a couple because they think what i believe in is wrong.

Answer 7

If it gets on your nerves, either tell them about it and ask them to stop sending them or change your email address.

Answer 8

They are simply concerned for your Soul. I know they are seeking the best for you. We are not promised tommorow, once we die , we will be judged according to our works. Question still is, will you accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Personal Savior?
We may go to bed tonight and die in our sleep. They want you to get your heart right with Christ and accept Him before you go to sleep. Enjoy your day in Christ always~

Answer 9

Do it! I did (I'm not Agnostic, but I'm not a Christian either)! There are still a few who send me religious stuff, but it's not as bad as it was.

Answer 10

Meh, that's what spam filters are for. Then again, if someone was constantly sending me this garbarge, they probably wouldn't be someone I would want to get *any* kind of email from. Technically it would be rude of you, but they're being rather rude themselves so... balance? /shrug. I wouldn't think less of you for it.

Answer 11

I think a politely worded e-mail is on order, asking them to stop mailing you with their beliefs and to respect YOUR right to your beliefs. Anyone who refuses you in this request isn't a friend.