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New Book re: Ravi Zacharias

Back in my evangelical days, Ravi was a favoured Christian apologist.  I read three of his books.

As I look back from my vantage point now, most books I read by apologists left me with more questions than answers.  More uncertainty than certainty.  I don’t think they grounded my “faith” that the Bible was true at all.  If anything, apologetics pointed out to me the diversity inside Christianity.  This apologist says that, that apologist says this, scholarship here, scholarship there, here a Christian, there a Christian, every where a Christian Christian.

My struggle to believe these human authors, God’s go-to people, the true Christians, the real Christians, the ethical/moral Christians, the praying Christians, the studied Christians, the honourable Christians, the esteemed speakers of all thing “God” in all Its Triune glory, the “honest” Christians, lead me down that spiral staircase into the realm of:  Why so many different kinds of Christians?  Why so many Biblical interpretations?  Why so many Bibles?  Why don’t all the apologists and scholars agree?  If every *i* be dotted and every *t* be crossed, what the hell is going on?  Naturally, we all know it’s Eve’s fault.  That’s really what’s going on.  Never mind that guy behind the curtain.  God is God.  Leave it at that.  One day you’ll have your mansion over the hilltop.  For now, just believe.  Who cares what the truth is?  Who cares what the story is?

I’ve been following this story about Ravi Zacharias for awhile now.  It may be of some interest to someone here.

It very much reminds me of my days in the church.  Pastors who were not telling the truth.  Sordid details.  Those who confronted the abuse/lies (us) and those who turned a blind eye to the truth, refusing to consider that those men couldn’t possibly be guilty of (insert sordid details here).

Choosing to get-out to maintain our own integrity.  Struggling for years to find out that I do care about the truth and the story.  That’s why I’m now an atheist.  Though I no longer believe my former Christian story, I do care still, about the damage done to those who have been used and abused by my former story and its story-tellers.

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The Price of Myth

H.T. – CharliesConvictions

The following quotes comes from a post Charlie did (linked above) and I learned something about the Columbine story that I had never heard before.

Valeen Schnurr doesn’t want her fellow freshmen to know her as Val, the girl from Columbine. Nor does she want to be known as the Girl Who Really Said Yes, or the Living Saint, or the Almost Martyr, even though she is all of those things. And she definitely doesn’t want to be known as the girl who punctured the myth of Cassie Bernall.

There’s a myth about Cassie Bernall?  So I went to searching for more information and sure enough, the girl who almost died a martyr is a girl named Valeen Schnurr, not Cassie Bernall.

The rest of the world can expect no more of a satisfying conclusion. When they publish their final report next year, investigators plan to leave out what they’ve discovered about Cassie. Davis say it’s because “whether Cassie said yes has no bearing on the criminal case.” *But privately, investigators admit they’ll avoid puncturing the myth for the same reason Schnurr did: They won’t risk incurring the rage of a community addicted to it.

* Emphasis added by Zoe.

Of course, the “community” addicted to it are family, friends possibly and almost certainly to a person, Christians and perhaps to a lesser degree anyone who considers themselves a “theist” in some form or fashion.

There are three things that jump out at me when I read this story.  Lying, rage and addiction.  Not three characteristics you’d expect in a redeemed community.  A girl lost her life.  Was she a martyr for Christ?  No one knows.  But after investigating the investigators know that Val was the girl asked the question and was heard to respond “Yes.”  While investigator’s gathered up their information, the myth formation was on its way. Songs had been written, testimonies given, ministries started based on the belief that Cassie was martyred, a book written and the story carved in stone.

And in stone it will stay.  Why?  Well it’s not worth getting the community riled up and raise the wrath of not only Christ believers but Cassie believers too.  I find myself wondering what Cassie would think of this myth of martyrdom?  I tend to think she’d give voice in favour of Val’s truth.  I tend to think she’d say ‘Thanks for thinking so highly of me but that’s not fair to Val.’

And this fear of collective rage?  It’s amazing when you think about it.  What is to be feared for the community when the community believes in God?  Why would they respond with rage?  Can their belief not sustain the truth of the investigation?  Jesus saves.  Cassie was a Christian.  Is that in itself not enough?  Would it hurt the cause of Christ to stick to the truth as detailed in careful investigation?  Doesn’t truth triumph over lies when it comes to Christ?  Is Cassie less a Christian if none of this ever happened?  Is she less a Christian if maybe to save her life she answered “No”?  What happens to the story of Cassie when you take away her martyrdom?  Does it change anything on an eternal scale for her salvation?  Why is it necessary to perpetuate a lie, carve out a myth for the cause of Christ?  Who benefits?  Jesus?  Does Jesus need this story?

The tragedy is more than any person should have to bear.  Especially for those who loved Cassie.  But I think the burden to bear the possibility that the story was wrong from the start would wear out my mother’s heart.  Yes I lost my daughter, but another mother is the mother of the girl who said “Yes” and though Val and family have agreed to be silent and let it all go and not make a fuss speaks volumes to me.  They too are willing not to ruffle feathers but they too don’t mind the myth IF it is for the cause of Christ.  And clearly it is.

Lying, rage and addiction.  So the story stays the same, though mythological in origin because collectively there is an addiction to the myth and it will tick off a lot of believers if it is exposed.  Not only do people agree to go along with it, so do the investigator’s.  Rather than confront the addiction, society enables it.  I keep wondering IF God is so great and God is so good, isn’t God able to handle the truth? If so, then why not let Him?

Romans 3:7

Someone might argue, “If my falsehood enhances God’s truthfulness and so increases his glory, why am I still condemned as a sinner?” NIV

A friend that I once held to accountability told me she could not do so because the public knowledge of her sin and that of someone else’s would “hurt the cause of Christ.”  When I pointed out “the cause” had already been hurt she defended herself and him. Verses like Rom. 3:7 come in handy in these cases.  One just has to figure out when to apply it and when to apply one of The Ten Commandments in regards to lying.

 

Lying Truths

It’s a tough  and sometimes deadly business and belief system when the truth keeps moving or for that matter when the truth keeps lying.

I happened to see a documentary on television recently about Doomsday believers.  People who were sure the world would end . . . well, yesterday.   One man took us to the top of these cliffs where at a certain moment yesterday he was going to jump . . . to his death.  He said he was suppose to do it and had no fear about it because his jump was intended to save the world.  I don’t know who he was, if he jumped or if I’ll ever hear the rest of his story.  I do think though that jumping would have made his belief that the world was ending yesterday, true.

I haven’t heard from the person in my life who believed yesterday was the day the world would not literally end but the day that represented the end of an age.  We are now in the age where Obama and other people/beings are getting the earth’s shit together and will save the human species and the planet.  No war.  No nuclear bombs.  No money.  No illness.  I’d like to ask her if things are going as planned or if there has been any surprises along the way the past two months.  She’s not surprised about Obama.  That prediction of hers turned out to be true.  Any truth that is now going on out there is likely only known by those who believe.  Sound familiar?  I’m suppose to have faith.  Have you heard that before?  Faith to the left of me, faith to the right . . . here I am stuck in the middle with . . . me!

Trauma Jesus – Part One

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Trauma . . .  it is never funny.  When Jesus is someone’s solution to their trauma(s) one can see how keeping Jesus might be wise.  If Jesus is the reason for all your seasons, the past, the present and future, maybe whether the truth of Jesus can ever be ascertained to be truth or not, might he not come in handy for your recovery.  Like a medication or a meditation, someone, something to keep you focused on putting one foot in front of the other.  Day and night.  Night and day.  The moments in time can tick away hauntingly.  You can’t breathe.  You don’t want to breathe.  You somehow manage to squeeze the air through your vocal chords . . . blurry-eyed, tear-stained turtle neck, the kleenex box is empty, you hemorrhage your fear through your pores and whisper – not because you want to whisper, but because you have no strength to push any more air through . . . J e s u ssss.  You hold on to that final *s* as the last of your breath expires before nature calls for another.  Your shoulders slump.  Somewhere inside your brain a signal is sent and your lungs are re-inspired.  They cooperate again.  You thank Jesus because it is your only way.