Normally I don't ever stick my toes into these churning waters but....
I have a challenge for you and for your friends. Will you live a life like a Christian for two or three weeks.
No.
I chose my path. I chose my life. I looked at the available options out there and Christianity was one of the first ones I considered. How could I not, since it is so pervasive in American culture? I attended church (a "good" church, heck, several of them come to think of it). I read the Bible. Twice. I joined Bible study groups. I played flute in the church choir. I "lived the life" of a Christian. It didn't work, it didn't fit. I found no joy, no peace, no salvation.
I found another path. I found joy, I found peace, I found my own salvation. It took years of work, trials, and revelations. To assume that I did this in an unexamined way smacks of ideological hubris.
Instead, I find that I think of Christianity like I do coffee: coffee obviously tastes good to a lot of people in the world - there is a Starbucks on every corner. But for me, I prefer tea.
Don't know why I'm bothering with this comment. I know it is falling on deafened ears. I guess it just irked me, the idea that someone could assume that listening to a radio station for a few weeks would alter the decisions and conclusions I've made.
Re: Continued
I have a challenge for you and for your friends. Will you live a life like a Christian for two or three weeks.
No.
I chose my path. I chose my life. I looked at the available options out there and Christianity was one of the first ones I considered. How could I not, since it is so pervasive in American culture? I attended church (a "good" church, heck, several of them come to think of it). I read the Bible. Twice. I joined Bible study groups. I played flute in the church choir. I "lived the life" of a Christian. It didn't work, it didn't fit. I found no joy, no peace, no salvation.
I found another path. I found joy, I found peace, I found my own salvation. It took years of work, trials, and revelations. To assume that I did this in an unexamined way smacks of ideological hubris.
Instead, I find that I think of Christianity like I do coffee: coffee obviously tastes good to a lot of people in the world - there is a Starbucks on every corner. But for me, I prefer tea.
Don't know why I'm bothering with this comment. I know it is falling on deafened ears. I guess it just irked me, the idea that someone could assume that listening to a radio station for a few weeks would alter the decisions and conclusions I've made.