Tuesday, October 11, 2005
When I got to Faulkner I had never met so many people that I felt had been handed their faith on a silver platter. I was shocked.
The question very seldom was raised without controversy and censure that you must be a sinner to even question if there is a God.
I spent the better half of my life into the early 90’s questioning this idea of God. At FU it was blasphemous to even think it. I have a theory as to why this was the case and it revolves around people not having an answer for “why” they believe what they believe.
It’s difficult to explain an abstract against someone who places no credit in the Bible.
In discussing this topic Sunday Jules told me that her faith was more solid before I started asking her why she believed what she believed. Admittedly, her faith was built on her grandparents and parents expectations and indoctrination to the subject.
So class, tell me why do you believe in God? Your answer can not include because I believe the Bible is the inspired word of God, because Christ died for me or because he lives in my heart.
I just want to know if there was an experience or something else that has guided you to your own faith.