That's what I was thinking about. Because think if there was no religion, I mean, what would stop ppl from just going out in public with a machine gun and blowing away innocent pedestrians. There's nothing to feel bad about because they don't really go anywhere, well, there is something to feel bad about. But still, there would be alot more chaos then there already is. Or maybe not, think of all the jihads (holy wars) going on in the Middle East, 9/11 was supposedly done because of religious actions (notice the supposedly).[/quote]
That's one of the best things about some religions; the promoted moral fiber. Aside form that though, I think religion promotes something else that sis equally healthy. Everyone knows that life is one big screw over after the other, and sometimes it can get pretty hard. I knew a coworker who was -really- close to eating a hollow point; both parents were killed in a home invasion, his girlfriend was cheating on him, someone was trying to frame him for cheating on his thesis, and he was close to losing his job if he couldn't get productivity up. At one point he broke down at work and started crying and claiming that he was just going to end it so no one would have to put up with him anymore. No, I'm a Christian and I try not to be militant and self-serving about it, but my beliefs dictate that I'm not about to let a man kill himself over such trivial matters. Well, a few other coworkers who I knew were christian and myself basically got him aside and told him that he'd tried everything else so why not try faith. So, latter that night we went to a local church of ours whose sermon that night was (coincidence?) about eternal life and the Sacrifice. The sermon kinda went on and he was looking skeptical, that is until we got to the part about the Sacrifice. The reaction happened when the Rev quoted from John 3:16:
"For god so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten son, that whosoever believeth in him shall not perish but have everlasting life." He started sobbing uncontrolably, I mean, literally he was shaking. The Rev stopped the sermon and came down to talk to him. If I ever need validation in my faith, I'll just think back to when he told the congregation:
"I've never had anyone love me that much." He accepted Jesus the same night and the next time I saw him; he looked rested and was smiling.
I'm not telling you this to try and convert you or anything so self-serving as trying to make myself seem like I saved a life. I brought this up because religion not only bounds people with moral fiber, but it also can make one feel validated and loved. Right or wrong, religion saved that man. In more ways than one.