Here’s another thought-provoking post from author and musicians John Fischer’s new blog, The Catch…
What does it mean to believe? For all practical purposes, “believe” has come to mean, “believe like me.” And the more I thought about this the more it seemed that believers had come to represent the opposite of what they should be.
What if believing meant that I had to be open to more ways of understanding truth than I have now? Would I believe?
What if believing meant I had to admit to being wrong much of the time? Would I believe?
What if believing meant I had to hang out with people who think differently than I do? Would I believe?
What if believing meant that no one was my enemy – I had no one to fight but the devil. Would I believe?
What if believing meant that my sin was far more important for me to deal with than anyone else’s? Would I believe?
What if believing made things more complicated instead of more simple? Would I believe?
What if believing didn’t explain everything? Would I believe?
What if believing was more about questions than answers? Would I believe?
What if believing meant I had a lot to learn? Would I believe?
What if believing meant I had to change? Would I believe?
What if believing meant I had to love all the people I currently hate? Would I believe?
What if believing meant exceeding my capacity to give back? Would I believe?
What if believing meant coming in last? Would I believe?
