In my reading and personal encounters, I am heartened by the number of people who see their religions clearly and remain strong in their faith without requiring departures from factual reality. Consider Myles Horton, one of the great social activists of the twentieth century. He was born into a Calvinist family in Savannah, Tennessee, not far from the birthplace of Sir John Templeton and Dayton, the site of the Scopes trial. His mother was a pillar of her church, the kind of woman whom everyone in the community leaned upon for advice and support. As soon as little Myles was old enough to read the catechism, he went to his mother for advice. Here is how he recalls the event in his autobiography The Long Haul:One day I went to my mother and said, "I don't know, this predestination doesn't make any sense to me, I don't believe any of this. I guess I shouldn't be in this church." Mom laughed and said, "Don't bother about that, that's not important, that's just preacher's talk. The only thing that's important is that you've got to love your neighbor." She didn't say "Love God," she said "Love your neighbor, that's all it's all about." ...It was a good non-doctrinaire background, and it gave me a sense of what was right and what was wrong.
David Sloan Wilson, Evolution for Everyone: How Darwin's Theory Can Change the Way We Think About Our Lives
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