What do you believe?

Tue, 11/17/2009 - 13:01 — Carrie

Theology is a funny thing. It can be so solid for some people, and yet many people change what they believe so often.
When I was a child, I believed what my parents believed. My beliefs were very basic. Jesus died on the cross for my sins. The bible was true, and all the stories in it. God loves me, and I am His child. Those were the foundations of what I believed. Nothing much else mattered.

When I hit my teen years, I began to learn deeper things. I began to take my parents faith and make it my own. Deeper aspects of the Christian faith became clear to me. (I remember in particular being horrified when I learned that the reason they had a time of silence before communion was so that you could make sure you were right with God. I had never known that. My horrification came because I thought that that meant I would be condemned and die if I took communion without having apologized directly to God for, say, my fight with my brother that morning.)

As I continued to grow in my faith, different theologies came to light. Things I had never previously known to be an issue, suddenly became a crucial point for some people. I thought everyone believed in a pre-trib rapture. What on earth were Calvinism and Arminianism? And did people really believe that speaking in tongues was necessary for salvation?

I have always had people in my life that I respect. Parents, pastors, young adults in my church. When they would explain a certain theology to me, it would sound so reasonable. I would believe it, simply based on the fact that I knew this person to be a faithful, passionate Christian, and they had said it was true, showing me numerous scripture to support their belief.

The problem, of course, came when I realized that equally faithful, passionate Christians whom I respected would hold a belief contrary to that which the first person had explained to me. They too had scripture to support their beliefs. Well, now who was I to believe?

The answer to this question, of course, may seem simple, but it took me much longer than it should have to realize it. I could not simply take for granted that what my pastor said was true. And just because I had grown up believing it for fact did not mean it necessarily was. I needed to search the scriptures, with an open heart, praying that God would show me what is true.

It's a process. One that will never end. There is always more that can be learned about our Savior. I don't have all the answers. I never will. But for the most part, I know what I believe. There are some things I am willing to compromise on, and some things I can never compromise on.

I have more to say, but can't really think of how to say it, so I guess this blog shall end there. Tongue

:thumbs up:

Now I don't have to write this. You've said it for me. Laughing out loud

Pretty much everything I've been thinking the past couple weeks. :\

Horrification is not a

Horrification is not a word.

I liked it better when it was simple. I think we should go back to that. Tongue

The Simple Things

I remember being taught a lot of contradictory things when I was younger. It's only now that I'm beginning to understand the people who were teaching those things. The trip has certainly been an interesting one.

So why don't my theological explanations sound reasonable? Big smile


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