An Earthquake in the Center of a Marriage
Hope and David
Growing up, Hope belonged to a fundamentalist Reformed Baptist church in small-town Georgia. “It felt just like a family. Everyone loved each other so warmly, and the sense of belonging was intense. My family was always one of the first there on Sunday and last to leave. It’s very comforting, as long as you stay on the inside.” Her parents taught Sunday school and her father was a deacon.
David grew up in a Baptist family one county over, but under very different conditions. His parents divorced when he was three, and his mother struggled to raise her three children as she coped with severe clinical depression. “We wouldn’t always know where our next meal was coming from,” David says, “but the church ladies would bring the leftovers from the Wednesday church dinner to my family. There were many Christmases where my family wouldn’t have had any presents under the tree except for the kindness of the church.”
Eventually his mother’s depression overwhelmed her, and David and his brother and sister became wards of the state, living in separate group homes. It was during this time, at age eight, under the influence of a loving couple who supervised the home, that David said the Sinner’s Prayer and was baptized.
By his late teens, David and his siblings were back with their mother. They attended a Reformed Baptist church, and by age 19, David had become a respected leader and teacher.
It was there that he met a Sunday school teacher named Hope.
“He was the first person to ask me really deep questions about what I believed, not just to compare beliefs but so that he could get to know me better as a person. He was the most serious, intense person I’d ever met, but loving and gentle and easy to talk to. He asked good questions and was a great listener. I’m shy and quiet, so meeting someone who was willing to take the time to get to really know me blew me away.”
She was drawn to the intensity of his faith and his certainty about his own path—he was going to be a pastor. “I believed in him with every fiber of my being, and so did most of the people who knew him. Our shared faith was the entirety of my attraction to him. I loved listening to him talk about God, I loved to hear him teach the Bible. I knew he was going to be part of something significant in the church.”
David saw something special in Hope. “I knew she would be the perfect wife for me—smart and beautiful, serious minded, and very kind. Since my own home life was such a mess, I needed to marry someone who came from a functional home if my future kids were to have a fighting chance at life. And our shared faith was always a huge part of our relationship, right from the start.”
He proposed on her 17th birthday. They were married in January 2001 and immediately began working toward a life in ministry but struggled to find a church home. “We fought about it a lot,” she says. “I’d be drawn to one church because of the people, he would be drawn to another one because of its values. We never really settled anywhere.” David applied for several ministry positions, each one a dead end. “During this time, my faith became stronger. I was beginning to truly experience what it means to ‘have a relationship with God’ and could feel God’s love for me. I felt God actually speaking to me through the Bible. I have more of an intuitive personality so this comes easily to me. David’s personality is more intellectual. His experience of his faith always seemed to be more cerebral and mine was always more emotional.”
By 2003, Hope and David found a church home at last, just as their second child arrived. David led a successful small group for young families and was on track to becoming an elder, but they left the church over doctrinal differences. He continued to apply for pastorates with small churches without success. Their third child arrived, and their fourth.
In late 2007, David heard a debate between theologian Alister McGrath and atheist biologist Richard Dawkins and felt McGrath had fared poorly. “I asked myself how I would have liked him to answer instead and how Dawkins may have responded. I was disappointed in how unconvincing my own answers were, even to me. I tried to get outside of the evangelistic assumptions and suddenly saw how devastating the unbeliever’s questions were to an honest person. For the first time, I saw how everything hinged on those assumptions—whether Jesus was who he said he was and whether the Bible was what I believed it to be.”
For the next few weeks, David explored his doubts intensely. “I spent every available minute listening to debates and reading, trying to find satisfactory answers to my questions. I was seeing more and more how the Gospel didn’t measure up to rigorous questioning, and the answers from the Christian community were only believable if you presupposed the inspiration of the Bible and its inerrancy. I remember giving myself permission to go through an entire day as an atheist—no prayers and trying to find natural explanations for those things I would normally have thanked God for. Surely, I thought, God would forgive an honest quest for truth. At the end of the day, I realized that the day wasn’t much different. I wasn’t struck by lightning. It surprised me how much more sense it made of the world and the wonder that it provoked in me.
“The very next day, I said to myself, ‘I think I’m an atheist.’ I knew that this could cost me my family so I didn’t say anything to my wife at first.”
He didn’t need to. Hope began to put the pieces together herself. “I saw a whole stack of books in his office on atheism, and he was watching Richard Dawkins debates on YouTube. Once in a while he invited me to watch them with him. But when they were over, he’d be really quiet and not arguing the Christian side as I expected. It felt like there was one inevitable outcome.”
One night, Hope said to David, “I need to ask you something. I will be okay no matter what you say, but I need to know what you are thinking regarding Christianity.”
“I had to tell her that I now thought of myself as an atheist,” David says. “She was shocked and asked me why. I told her about my concerns over the historicity of Jesus and the unreliability of the Bible due to contradictions and scientifically proven falsehoods. She actually started reading a bit at first and seemed to be coming along with me, but accepted the first pat answers she found.”
“It was huge to hear him say he didn’t believe in any of it anymore. Huge. Our shared faith was totally central to everything that we were as a family.”
Soon afterward, he announced his change of beliefs in an email to family and friends. Some of the responses were supportive. Many were not.
“It felt like all of our friends and most of our family immediately turned their backs on him,” Hope recalls. “There were a lot of long Facebook debates. One of our best friends sent a long handwritten letter pleading with him to return to his faith and warning him that if he didn’t he’d go to hell. It wasn’t exactly loving.”
Hope was dealing with her own emotions as well. “I was devastated. I cried and cried. I woke up and cried as I fixed breakfast for my kids. I cried as I rocked my baby and tried to wrap my mind around what had happened. The first time we tried to have sex after he deconverted, I ran out of the room sobbing. I remember thinking that it would have been easier to deal with his death than his deconversion. I had never even had a close non-Christian friend and had never known an atheist—and now I was married to one.”
"I remember thinking that it would have been easier to deal with his death than his deconversion. I had never even had a close non-Christian friend and had never known an atheist—and now I was married to one."
David’s emotions were a complicated mix of anger and elation at his newfound freedom. “I was angry with the teachers who I trusted when they told me that the Bible was backed up by history rather than researching to see if that was true. I was angry with myself for having believed so easily and without questioning for so long. At the same time, I had a newfound curiosity about the world and an inner freedom that I hadn’t felt before.”
Hope felt her own faith shaken. “Suddenly I was questioning everything I believed and wondering why I believe what I do. Was it just because I was raised in a Christian home? It didn’t feel that way. My faith was the center of my life. My relationship with God felt too real to me to even really consider turning my back on it. I felt betrayed. I felt angry. We argued about religion a lot for the first couple of years. It was hard for me to separate myself from my religion, so if David attacked what he saw to be as something illogical or inconsistent in my beliefs, I felt personally attacked and would often respond emotionally, or I’d feel like David was trying to convert me or pressure me.”
Shortly after David’s deconversion, Hope’s family was convulsed by an unthinkable tragedy—her younger brother took his own life. Hope became depressed as she tried to work through her feelings. Had it happened six months earlier, David would have responded in traditional Christian fashion, with assurances that her brother was in heaven with God, and that God was using the situation to bring more people to faith. But that was no longer an option. “I tried to be there for her, but I couldn’t give her the lies that everyone else was giving her for her comfort. To me it was just tragic, and I hated how the preachers were using this terrible time with threats of hell and lies packaged as answers to people who wanted to know why this had happened.”
It was all too much for Hope. “Truthfully, we were not entirely happy before my husband deconverted. His change exacerbated every preexisting weakness in our marriage.”
She decided at last that she would take the children and leave. “There was so much tension and lack of intimacy after he deconverted, I just wanted to separate. We could not agree on how to discipline our children, how to teach them, or even when they should attend church with me.”
David learned of her plans by reading an entry in her journal. He was stunned. “She hadn’t mentioned it to me at all. I took the next day off work and we were able to talk things through, but for a while I was fearful every day when I left for work that I would come home and they all would be gone.”
“We tried counseling, but it was a disaster,” Hope says. “It freaked me out to feel like we were not making any progress and like David didn’t even understand what was wrong with our marriage or accept responsibility for his part of our problems. I felt like there was no cooperation and not enough mutual respect. I constantly felt like I was too angry to love. I was terrified and I felt totally alone. None of my friends at church had a clue what I was going through or how to support me. They moved on with their lives, but I had all of these shattered dreams. I just wanted to run. I honestly thought that maybe it would be easier for us if we didn’t live together.”
In the end, after much time and discussion, they decided to stick it out. “I wish I could say it was easy to make up my mind to love David and then move forward with that decision, but it was not. I realized that we weren’t likely to end our marriage in a peaceful or friendly way, in part because of David’s traumatic childhood, so I decided to stay. Five years later, I’m really glad I did.”
David is glad she didn’t leave, though he continues to feel deeply frustrated. “I can’t say we’ve really worked through things. It’s more like we’ve roped off territory and have agreed not to enter each other’s space. We don’t talk about religion. We don’t really talk about much at all of substance. I was actually hoping at first that we could make this change together. For me, I feel like the woman I married for her rigorous intellect and independent mind has valued her beliefs over me. Rather than giving it an honest investigation, she has decided that she doesn’t want to look any further. I feel hurt and disrespected by her lack of interest in the substance of our differences and reasons for them. She seems completely unwilling to accept that she might be wrong or that there might be intelligent reasons for or against her position. She is religious because that’s what makes her feel good and seems unaffected by not knowing if it’s true.” He does acknowledge the difficulty she would face. “I can’t imagine how hard it must be for her to reconsider the teachings that she has been told since birth. I just would have hoped that our relationship was worth at least an honest attempt at understanding.”
Hope wishes David would reconvert just as much as David wishes Hope would deconvert. “I hope that he returns to God someday. I want him to experience the same joy in God and love and peace I experience. But if I could look ahead to the future and know with 100% certainty that David will never turn back to God, I wouldn’t change a thing. It took me a long time to get to this place, a very long time, but I love my husband and we have a happy life together.”
She agrees with David that challenges remain. “Five years later, we still have a lot to work out. We still struggle at times. But we’re learning how to make compromises that are respectful to each other. We’re loyal, devoted partners now, and I don’t think we will ever divorce. But if we ever did …” She pauses. “If we did, our religious difference would probably be the reason.”
When I ask Hope what has helped her most during this time, she doesn’t pause. “Trusting God, surrendering to His will for my life, allowing His spirit to heal every hurt, to help me love when I feel empty or bitter—He has done an amazing work of healing my heart and helping me learn to love unconditionally. Unconditional love is the biggest, most important thing I’ve learned in this journey. Real love doesn’t act lovingly because of what I hope to get from the other person. Real love doesn’t act lovingly only when the other person is behaving the way I want them to. Real love chooses to stay open. Always. In the disappointment, in the hurt, in the moments of disagreement, I try to always stay open to love. I try to show love even when I feel unloved, and I receive my husband’s love even when I could choose to be angry or bitter.”
“I love my wife so much,” David says. “I feel the loss of our shared faith keenly and despise the distance that’s between us now because of our religious difference. I know the kind of relationship we’re capable of because we’ve been there, and I mourn the loss of that relationship every single day. To avoid conflict, we don’t share our deepest thoughts with each other anymore.”
“When we started this journey,” Hope says, “the biggest question I had was if it was possible to have a happy mixed-religion marriage. Six years into this I would say yes, it is possible. It is hard, but marriage is hard. Our struggles are different from some other people’s, but not a lot more difficult than most other couples’.”
She also acknowledges that her own views have changed somewhat. “You don’t realize it, but in the type of narrow-minded church I grew up in, you are told what to think about God and what to believe about the Bible. You are handed your opinion about secular culture and other religions. It doesn’t feel like it—it’s just that everyone around you has the same opinion about pretty much everything, so you just embrace it. Since David left that world, he’s become much more liberal in his views on … well, just about everything. I have too, though not as much. A lot of my friends act like I’m crazy, especially about abortion issues and gay rights. But I think more or less it’s a shift for good. At the end of the day, having my nice little Christian bubble popped has been a good thing. I wish more Christians could see the way they look to outsiders like I have with my non-Christian husband.”
(There is more on Hope and David’s relationship in Chapters 15–17 and 19—look for the dotted arrows with the couple’s names.)