I’ve had several prior entries about how much I detest missionaries. Another thing that infuriates me has occurred about four out of the five times we’ve met Moroccans here in the States…one of their first questions is
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When the answer is “no” – my husband is a bit lax on observing the 2nd pillar – they don’t stop there. They continue to push and pry, asking “When will we go to jemaa together?” I’ve met them, and told them I’m Catholic, and they try to convince me that converting would be in my husband’s best interests. These people know little more than our names, and they’re trying to interfere in both our marriage and our relationship with God.
And that’s where my annoyance with religion lies. If the missionaries were in Morocco simply to set a good example, that would be fine by me – but their goal (as much as they try to disguise it with “good works”) is to convert others to their own religion. The same with the Moroccan Muslims we’ve met here, they consider it their spiritual duty to bother my husband – even though he probably has a much higher moral standard than they do.
I’m going to have a t-shirt made that says:
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