I am trying to find a way OUT of lying about my beliefs or how I want to raise my kids.
Well, I've told you the way out - piss off your entire family by rejecting their religious traditions.
There really isn't a third way, here; at least not for you. Whether or not your family reacts to your religious rejection with tolerance and understanding is based on their characteristics as individuals, not in the manner in which you announce your atheism. The fact of the matter is that even a polite "you know, I really just don't believe that there's any such thing as God" is considered unbearably rude by the religious. I said roughly the same thing to my own family a few years ago and it was the only time I'd ever seen my dad cry. Not even when his parents died.
It's not that your family (or mine) are
bad people, it's that they're
religious. And that does things to your mind. One of the things it does is infect you with all kinds of idiotic notions about the moral status of atheists. It's not their fault, but there's nothing you can do about it as long as they've agreed to open their minds to tenancy by ideas that have never had any firm grounding in empirical fact.
Well, the reason I brought it up is that I don't feel that it needs to be that black and white.
Well, no. Wrong. The reason you brought it up is that you don't
want it to be that black and white. But if you had some actual reason to believe that there was some kind of path of reconciliation you could walk in this regard, wouldn't you already know about it, and not have to ask us?
Simply stating the problem in the form of a delimma doesn't solve it though.
Because there's
no solution. That's what I'm trying to get across to you. Take it from someone whose done this. I thought I was prepared and the
actual discussion about it was calm and respectful, happened on neutral territory, was basically refereed by my aunt, and there were no significant fireworks.
And then the next day my parents came back and told me that I had done one of the most hurtful things possible to them. And now we pretend like the whole thing never ever happened. There's just not any way to square this circle, Jazzns. It's like telling your parents you're a male prostitute or a gay porn actor or something. It's just not going to be consistent with what your family believes is permissible. There's no resolution to that, and the only way your family will be able to sit at the Thanksgiving table together is if everybody pretends like the conversation never happened, which means they'll still say grace over the dinner table (whether you want to start eating or not) and bug you about your kids going to church.