Have You Been Saved?
Does "faith" preclude questioning? Can the truly faithful examine their faith, or is that too doubtful to a be a true follower? Can someone be more Christian/Jewish/Muslim/Atheist/Buddhist than someone else?
What is Faith?
I guess faith comes down to putting a stake in the ground and saying "This is what I believe." I honestly don't think anyone has ever fully accepted any faith without some conscious decision, although I do think there are a lot of blind followers of various faiths that once they've made a decision, now accept an enormous amount of belief based on what their minister/Mullah/rabbi/congregation tell them.
I was sitting in front of two men on a plane a week or two ago, and the conversation went something like this:
Overall, I thought the conversation was rather odd, but it got me to thinking about how some folks think about their faith, and how the possibility of examining faith has become almost unthinkable for some.
Suffice it to say, I think about it often.
Current Crocheting
I think I can confidently say that the crochet baby blanket has been "saved".
You may not realize it from my crappy iPhone photograph, but the overall blanket is starting to look quite fine. It really only needed a bit more size and Katheryn's comment was spot-on, in that starting the border with the orangey color seemed to work quite well.
Does "faith" preclude questioning? Can the truly faithful examine their faith, or is that too doubtful to a be a true follower? Can someone be more Christian/Jewish/Muslim/Atheist/Buddhist than someone else?
What is Faith?
I guess faith comes down to putting a stake in the ground and saying "This is what I believe." I honestly don't think anyone has ever fully accepted any faith without some conscious decision, although I do think there are a lot of blind followers of various faiths that once they've made a decision, now accept an enormous amount of belief based on what their minister/Mullah/rabbi/congregation tell them.
I was sitting in front of two men on a plane a week or two ago, and the conversation went something like this:
Pasty White Guy 1: "What are you reading?"The conversation went on to delve into which denomination and quizzing each other on the meaning of various bible passages. As with many manly conversations, it became one with more than a little bit of competition as to who was a better christian.
Pastier White Guy 2: "I'll tell you more about it in a week or two when I've been able to get past the first chapter."
Pasty White Guy 1: "What's the name of the book?"
Pastier White Guy 2: "It's Christian literature...do you know what that is?"
Pasty White Guy 1: "Sure, I read it often."
Pastier White Guy 2: "So, you consider yourself a Christian?"
Pasty White Guy 1: "Yes."
Pastier White Guy 2: "For how long?"
Pasty White Guy 1: "Since January 14, 1983. My wife brought me to Christ and our son has since been saved as well, but our daughter is still pretty troubled."
Pastier White Guy 2: "Both my children have accepted Jesus."
Overall, I thought the conversation was rather odd, but it got me to thinking about how some folks think about their faith, and how the possibility of examining faith has become almost unthinkable for some.
Suffice it to say, I think about it often.
Current Crocheting
I think I can confidently say that the crochet baby blanket has been "saved".
You may not realize it from my crappy iPhone photograph, but the overall blanket is starting to look quite fine. It really only needed a bit more size and Katheryn's comment was spot-on, in that starting the border with the orangey color seemed to work quite well.
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