I’ll just start this thread right here in Unorthodox Land to spare the administrators the trouble of moving it.
I had a startling and completely unanticipated born-again experience in 1970 on a day when my interest in Jesus was less than zero. I very quickly became a campus leader with Campus Crusade for Christ and the Baptist Student Union. I entered Golden Gate Baptist Theological Seminary upon the recommendation of a bevy of pastors. Campus Crusade tried to recruit me to join the staff.
It took a couple of years before I said, “I don’t really believe most of this stuff. I’m pretending to believe things I simply don’t.”
While not rejecting or discarding my born-again experience, I embarked on a massive quest to discover what I really did and could believe.
That quest concerned itself with questions like the nature of reality; the nature of consciousness and its possible survival after death; whether atheism, deism or theism provided the best explanation; and, if theism did, which version of theism. I built my belief system on the basis of my experiences, observations, studies, reflection and intuition.
Perhaps 20 years ago, I decided Christianity did, in fact, provide the best explanation. I accepted the reality of my born-again experience and adopted Christianity as the “working template” for my belief system.
Over the past 20 years, I’ve spent more time in Christian history, Christian theology (systematic and biblical) and Christian apologetics than most of you ever will. I’m talking about thousands of books and articles exploring Christianity from every possible perspective.
As I’ve matured to the age of 72+, I’ve come to peace with the simple reality that I’m never going to pretend to believe things I simply don’t believe and am constitutionally incapable of believing. I don’t think God wants this or would be pleased by it.
My Christianity is a very basic set of what I call “Christian essentials” that is far more generic than any of the standard creeds or statements of faith. It does, however, express what I genuinely believe about God and his plan for humans and what I think it means to be a Christian.
No, I don’t believe the Bible is inerrant or to be taken literally. It teaches broad spiritual truths, not history or science. I believe Jesus was talking far more about how we live than what we believe. I believe it’s unfortunate that the Gospel of John and Revelation have achieved such prominence in evangelical circles. I doubt very seriously that the Creator of the Universe is going to be sending billions of Buddhists, Hindus, et al., to hell.
I don’t “disbelieve” the doctrines many of you regard as essential. I simply don’t “believe” them either. If there is, in fact, something like hell, I trust we’ll see in the end how it’s worthy of the perfectly wise, perfectly just, perfectly holy, perfectly loving God in whom we trust. Ditto for the Trinity. I think it's a human way of trying to come to grips with an unfathomable mystery - but if it's lterally true, fine.
I concern myself only with my relationship with God. I focus on my communion with God and my day-to-day reliance on the Holy Spirit. I’ve seen too much evidence of the providence of God in my own life, and the transformation of the person I was 50 years ago, to think I’m on the wrong path.
The Bible? Eh. I once joked that I think all believers should read the Bible three times the first year, then put it away and forget about it. In my opinion, Biblicism and Bibliolatry are the most embarrassing. destructive aspects of evangelical Christianity. I’ll pick up the Bible and read a few pages for edification, but isn’t the cosmic Ouija board of my life.
You’re aghast? You don’t think I’m a Christian at all? Fine. It’s water off my back.
If you’re a Bible-thumping, Flat Earth-believing, Young Earth Creationist sort of Christian who thinks every book but the Bible is demon-inspired and any use of our intellects is the path to hell – hey, go for it! Hide away in permanent Vacation Bible School if you think it makes God happy. That’s one species of Christianity, too. There are lots and lots of species of Christianity.
My guess is, God is either laughing or weeping, or maybe both, at the spectacle “Christianity” has become. Much of it, I believe, is close to a mental illness and about as far from what Jesus was talking about as it could get. But it has become what it has become, and all I can control is the Church of What Runner Believes that exists in my own heart and mind.
If my approach bothers you, if it isn’t welcome on these forums – well, too bad. Been there, done that – and don’t ever want to go back.
I had a startling and completely unanticipated born-again experience in 1970 on a day when my interest in Jesus was less than zero. I very quickly became a campus leader with Campus Crusade for Christ and the Baptist Student Union. I entered Golden Gate Baptist Theological Seminary upon the recommendation of a bevy of pastors. Campus Crusade tried to recruit me to join the staff.
It took a couple of years before I said, “I don’t really believe most of this stuff. I’m pretending to believe things I simply don’t.”
While not rejecting or discarding my born-again experience, I embarked on a massive quest to discover what I really did and could believe.
That quest concerned itself with questions like the nature of reality; the nature of consciousness and its possible survival after death; whether atheism, deism or theism provided the best explanation; and, if theism did, which version of theism. I built my belief system on the basis of my experiences, observations, studies, reflection and intuition.
Perhaps 20 years ago, I decided Christianity did, in fact, provide the best explanation. I accepted the reality of my born-again experience and adopted Christianity as the “working template” for my belief system.
Over the past 20 years, I’ve spent more time in Christian history, Christian theology (systematic and biblical) and Christian apologetics than most of you ever will. I’m talking about thousands of books and articles exploring Christianity from every possible perspective.
As I’ve matured to the age of 72+, I’ve come to peace with the simple reality that I’m never going to pretend to believe things I simply don’t believe and am constitutionally incapable of believing. I don’t think God wants this or would be pleased by it.
My Christianity is a very basic set of what I call “Christian essentials” that is far more generic than any of the standard creeds or statements of faith. It does, however, express what I genuinely believe about God and his plan for humans and what I think it means to be a Christian.
No, I don’t believe the Bible is inerrant or to be taken literally. It teaches broad spiritual truths, not history or science. I believe Jesus was talking far more about how we live than what we believe. I believe it’s unfortunate that the Gospel of John and Revelation have achieved such prominence in evangelical circles. I doubt very seriously that the Creator of the Universe is going to be sending billions of Buddhists, Hindus, et al., to hell.
I don’t “disbelieve” the doctrines many of you regard as essential. I simply don’t “believe” them either. If there is, in fact, something like hell, I trust we’ll see in the end how it’s worthy of the perfectly wise, perfectly just, perfectly holy, perfectly loving God in whom we trust. Ditto for the Trinity. I think it's a human way of trying to come to grips with an unfathomable mystery - but if it's lterally true, fine.
I concern myself only with my relationship with God. I focus on my communion with God and my day-to-day reliance on the Holy Spirit. I’ve seen too much evidence of the providence of God in my own life, and the transformation of the person I was 50 years ago, to think I’m on the wrong path.
The Bible? Eh. I once joked that I think all believers should read the Bible three times the first year, then put it away and forget about it. In my opinion, Biblicism and Bibliolatry are the most embarrassing. destructive aspects of evangelical Christianity. I’ll pick up the Bible and read a few pages for edification, but isn’t the cosmic Ouija board of my life.
You’re aghast? You don’t think I’m a Christian at all? Fine. It’s water off my back.
If you’re a Bible-thumping, Flat Earth-believing, Young Earth Creationist sort of Christian who thinks every book but the Bible is demon-inspired and any use of our intellects is the path to hell – hey, go for it! Hide away in permanent Vacation Bible School if you think it makes God happy. That’s one species of Christianity, too. There are lots and lots of species of Christianity.
My guess is, God is either laughing or weeping, or maybe both, at the spectacle “Christianity” has become. Much of it, I believe, is close to a mental illness and about as far from what Jesus was talking about as it could get. But it has become what it has become, and all I can control is the Church of What Runner Believes that exists in my own heart and mind.
If my approach bothers you, if it isn’t welcome on these forums – well, too bad. Been there, done that – and don’t ever want to go back.