Outside of weddings and funerals, I haven’t darkened the doors of any sort of church for a regular service for nigh on twenty-five years. Lately I was the MC at my brother’s wedding here in Canada, which was held at an outdoor chapel with no specific denominatory leaning, though the minister who conducted the service (and did a wonderful job, I might add) was an Anglican. While chatting with this warm, charming and elderly Anglican gent of the cloth before the proceedings began, I stumbled over how to address him. He smiled and said he took little stock in titles, though officially he was addressed as “Reverend.”
This later got me to thinking about titles. I’ve decided that I’m quite happy addressing or referring to a medical doctor as “Doctor Smith” and a professor at a university as “Professor Norton,” but as an atheist I respect no religion, so I would not feel comfortable addressing a priest as “Father” or “Padre” or a minister as “Reverend,” etc. Granted, I am rarely afforded the opportunity in a social or formal setting where I would be expected to introduce such a person, but I wonder what non-believers do in those situations? Simply welcome “Father O’Malley” to the podium to give his address at the charity dinner? Heartily shake hands with “the Right Reverend Eames” and introduce him to those assembled? In other words, conform to social niceties?
I’m not the sort of person who likes making a scene, and I don’t need to “stand up for my beliefs” every bleedin’ minute of the day, but it seems to me that I don’t believe in any God, much less the Roman one, so I would feel silly in a situation, say, where I met a priest with a mutual friend in a drug store and was henceforth expected to address him as “Father.” I just don’t think I would do it. I’m reminded of the Mormons in Taiwan who I met now and then, and who would present themselves as “Elder Jones” and “Elder Black” to me, a man at least ten years their senior. I remember chuckling at that.
But with the priests and the reverends and the shamans and the like, well, what would you do as an atheist? I’ve already thought up a couple of pithy comebacks should a priest ever “correct” me by insisting upon Father O’Malley: “You’re not actually my father,” or, “My father lives in Saskatchewan,” or something like that.
Eh?