I've been a Christian now for over three years. In that time, my entire life has changed. I've become a fuller, more complete person; I've matured and made positive life-changing decisions; I've grown far beyond what I ever thought possible. All of this has been thanks to God. My faith has not and is not half-formed or lacking. I do have a relationship with Christ. I am actively involved in my college ministry. My faith is as real as I can understand it to be. I emphasize this because I need you to understand that I am a believing Christian as you read what I am about to write.
My background before Christianity is nonreligious. I loathed Christians because of my father, and I felt they were a bunch of self-deluded fools because of their beliefs. Though I thought the ideas in Buddhism were neat, I never subscribed to any actual belief system. Then again, at the tender age of 16 beliefs often don't seem to be too terribly important.
Had I not become Christian, I can easily and readily say that I would be an Atheist. Even now, ever since that time, I've been stalked by the tantalizing whispers of non-belief. I don't intend to insinuate some kind of demonic hunt, or attack, I simply mean that the belief has always had a rather strong appeal to me.
I am very science minded. I thirst after knowledge and information. I enjoy puzzles of the mind and thinking in abstraction. I love logic, and I love pursuing the unknown. Cosmology, biology, neuroscience, astronomy, history, mathematics-- These fields are what I thrive on. This is simply who I am. As many of you may know, however, these fields often take a modernistic bent that treads carefully away from Christianity. As such, I spend much of my time in a culture of non-belief.
Now, I'm not questioning my faith. Right now I'm quite happy with where I'm at and enjoy having a personal relationship with Christ. His narrative has been a part of my life for some time now and I can't imagine giving that up.
Unfortunately, my interest in atheism and apologetics has brought me into contact with many people who were once the same way. People who, at one time or another in their lives, fervently believed and had a relationship with Christ. From their reflections and writings, I am unable to dismiss their experiences as a false Christian discipleship. These people truly used to believe and have now "deconverted."
This frightens me; this terrifies me. I look at my life and I easily realize that I can easily be classified as an "at risk" Christian. I believe in Evolution. I accept modern science. Nothing has ever convinced me otherwise: Every argument put against these beliefs has been refuted. My peers, however, do not. My Christian friends and community consist of creationists and those who avoid science because of its "atheist and naturalist agenda." I understand and respect those beliefs-- In the end, salvation gained through faith in Christ is what matters.
But, I read about these deconverts. People who believed for forty, fifty years and suddenly stopped. People just like you and I. What if, at some point in my life, I become like them? What if I lose my belief and turn my back on God and Christ? Through pride, arrogance, or simple apathy? What if it's something more than that? The seeds are here. The tempting whispers are ever-present.
I do not know what advice I can ask for. What prayers I may need. All I know is that I am afraid. Afraid of letting down those in my Bible study, those in my ministry at school, and Christ my God. I am afraid that one day in the future I will lose everything. That I will turn my back on everything I once believed.
That one day I will write Christ off as an unnecessary fiction.
My background before Christianity is nonreligious. I loathed Christians because of my father, and I felt they were a bunch of self-deluded fools because of their beliefs. Though I thought the ideas in Buddhism were neat, I never subscribed to any actual belief system. Then again, at the tender age of 16 beliefs often don't seem to be too terribly important.
Had I not become Christian, I can easily and readily say that I would be an Atheist. Even now, ever since that time, I've been stalked by the tantalizing whispers of non-belief. I don't intend to insinuate some kind of demonic hunt, or attack, I simply mean that the belief has always had a rather strong appeal to me.
I am very science minded. I thirst after knowledge and information. I enjoy puzzles of the mind and thinking in abstraction. I love logic, and I love pursuing the unknown. Cosmology, biology, neuroscience, astronomy, history, mathematics-- These fields are what I thrive on. This is simply who I am. As many of you may know, however, these fields often take a modernistic bent that treads carefully away from Christianity. As such, I spend much of my time in a culture of non-belief.
Now, I'm not questioning my faith. Right now I'm quite happy with where I'm at and enjoy having a personal relationship with Christ. His narrative has been a part of my life for some time now and I can't imagine giving that up.
Unfortunately, my interest in atheism and apologetics has brought me into contact with many people who were once the same way. People who, at one time or another in their lives, fervently believed and had a relationship with Christ. From their reflections and writings, I am unable to dismiss their experiences as a false Christian discipleship. These people truly used to believe and have now "deconverted."
This frightens me; this terrifies me. I look at my life and I easily realize that I can easily be classified as an "at risk" Christian. I believe in Evolution. I accept modern science. Nothing has ever convinced me otherwise: Every argument put against these beliefs has been refuted. My peers, however, do not. My Christian friends and community consist of creationists and those who avoid science because of its "atheist and naturalist agenda." I understand and respect those beliefs-- In the end, salvation gained through faith in Christ is what matters.
But, I read about these deconverts. People who believed for forty, fifty years and suddenly stopped. People just like you and I. What if, at some point in my life, I become like them? What if I lose my belief and turn my back on God and Christ? Through pride, arrogance, or simple apathy? What if it's something more than that? The seeds are here. The tempting whispers are ever-present.
I do not know what advice I can ask for. What prayers I may need. All I know is that I am afraid. Afraid of letting down those in my Bible study, those in my ministry at school, and Christ my God. I am afraid that one day in the future I will lose everything. That I will turn my back on everything I once believed.
That one day I will write Christ off as an unnecessary fiction.