Here’s his last paragraph:…
“…The other part of his Gay Byrne interview that impacted me was his strong conviction that God doesn’t exist. I know that I am a theist and am biased but I found it hard to believe that he doesn’t believe in God considering all that he does believe in. Today, it must be even harder for him to even consider belief in a deity. Yet, I am drawn to pray for him and his girls and Peaches’ husband and children….”
When you’re brought up in a culture that equates everything good and positive as coming from your god, everything loving and righteous, every bit of good fortune. When you give thanks to him for the very food on your table. When your parents and trusted adults reinforce this and praise any of your mirroring of this, it messes with your objectivity. Everything must be interpreted and understood within this paradigm.
The idea that anything can be good without it just doesn’t fit. Stocki almost demands that Geldof be considered a believer, for how else could he be good? Next he’ll have Peaches in heaven on her father’s moral credit card. He has a tendency to do the same with art and music, he insists on mining for the presence of his deity in every artist he deems worthy (the gospel according to…). Even if they don’t know it, they are actually speaking with god’s voice or are secretly closet believers. It’s a kind of cultural land grab.
There’s a scene in ‘My big fat Greek wedding’ were the proud Greek father is educating his non-Greek soon to be son-in-law that everything important and good is basically Greek. ‘Give me a word, any word’ he challenges, ‘and I’ll show you how it originated from Greek!’ When he’s stumped with the word ‘kimono’ he still finds a roundabout way to sanctify the word as Greek.
With Stocki’s approach there’s no engagement with argument, no asking why it is a singer/artist/charity worker might think that his belief/faith is misguided. He won’t risk allowing himself to be evangelised. No genuine conversation or humility that he may have something to learn… just a quiet prayer that they will one day come to know the truth as he does.