Without realizing it, my simple answers were being threatened. I had come to believe there was a right theology (which I still believe) and this right theology would redeem me (which I no longer believe). The culture I was in allowed me to see how simple and naïve my faith had become, and not only simple and naïve, but counter to the sophisticated, remarkably beautiful, and profound precepts of Scripture. The Bible was not saying what I’d grown up believing it said, and that was fine, because what I thought it was saying would fall apart under even the simplest of intellectual scrutiny. What it was saying, perhaps, was more profound and relevant than a safe Christian culture taught me to believe and understand.
Donald Miller – Searching for God knows what
Firstly, all that sometimes unnecessary capitalization of what is construed by some as pronouns is rather tiresome. Pronouns equal names of something. NOT the property of something. A god is a supernatural diety. God, is the name of, er, a God? Of The god? Anyway this will gain relevance if you continue reading the book.
Secondly, no the title of the post is not exactly related to the book. Citius Altius Fortius. A phrase I would even say transcends much else. Faster, Higher, Stronger – the motto of the Olympics. A fearfully powerful distillation of the human spirit. Three words that hold so much power when uttered out. I am always in awe of it. The Olympics have started yet again. And, despite some ridiculous portions of it, there is a certain je ne sais quoi that we can all understand. This which gives us pride, drives us to compete, jump in victory over others, cry in tears over defeats, and other real emotions over unreal tournaments. As Donald Miller would say, it is like love and sex, incomprehensible to some extent. Actually he said marriage and sex, and I disagree because I think while marriage can be incomprehensible, it is a human construct and love is even more incomprehensible.
Thirdly, the book starts promising, like how Paulo Coelho is promising. We shall see. I quite like his maturity of thought and willingness to analyze one step further, and challenge what he grew up with. While necessary during any growing up process, it is never easy. I think it would be good if parents do not force feed doctrine to young minds though. Not all parents are right. I don’t agree with all of the book, but he has a few well written lines.
Forth, I’m fascinated by how the author is kind of breaking up definitions of Christian. How it might mean different things to different people. How it can be different, it is different. How some people are perhaps mistaken in what they think they are versus what they actually are, and what they judge of others. I might not be the most impartial either, but let’s start somewhere.
Fifth. We have friends from all religions, well many, since I doubt you know a scientologist. We have well educated friends who are really nice people no matter what they believe in. Isn’t that enough? Isn’t that what the whole point is? To be nice to people.