My daughter told me she was an atheist. Since I was not at that point myself yet, I didn't say much. I didn't try to get her to believe. It really opened my eyes, and made me admit to myself the things I wouldn't look at before, and be more logical and reasonable about what I believed.
The whole, where do you get your morals from without the bible thing was one of the first places I saw reason. I always felt that having a get out of hell free card made no sense. I also asked someone once why we(people) were supposed to forgive each other with nothing more than an I am sorry from others, yet the god of the bible demanded someone die in order for god to forgive.
Anyway, I just get asked if something bad happened to make me lose faith, or if I am mad at god.
A common one is "But you HAVE to believe in SOMETHING!"
... my usual response is "I do believe in something, reality"
Je m'ennuie parce que je ne connaissais pas de chrétiens fondamentalistes. Mes amis sont indifférents à mon athéisme. Je n'ai pas une histoire humoristique de partager avec vous.
My favorite response:
Me: "I'm an atheist"
Close friend of mine: "What's that?"
Me: "I don't believe in God."
Friend: "Bullshit, you're a christian."
Me: "Yes, (Name deleted.) I'm an Atheist."
Name Deleted: "You're the last person I'd expect to be one."
Name deleted: "You just seem to be a good person."
Gotta love when the town you live in is 90% Catholic.
Me and my mom were talking about how souls and heaven and stuff
Me: So you think once we die, everything in our brain just magically gets teleported to some place in the sky, where we "live" forever?
Mom: No, not our brains, our spirits. You know, us.
Me: But "we" are our brains. Every memory and aspect of our personality is in our brain.
Mom: You're thinking way to hard about this.
I facepalmed in my head