Just Call Me Thomas
- 09.24.09
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It’s probably not a surprise to you that know me, but if I believed in patron saints as such Thomas would be mine. You know Thomas, the guy that wrongly got saddled with the descriptive “Doubting”. The “D” word properly given him is “Didymus”, which means twin. I say wrongly because, though ol’ Thomas was a doubter, it seems he was no more of a doubter than his brethren. He was just more open about it.
It was him that wanted to touch the resurrected Jesus’ side and the wounds in his hands. The cool thing was that Jesus let him do just that. Then Jesus said “Because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.” It was my spiritual twin that answered Jesus call to go to Lazarus grave with “Let us also go, that we may die with him.” Maybe he was being brave, maybe he was being a bit sarcastic/dark. I tend to skew towards believing the latter. A bit of an Eeyore, that Thomas.
I’m not saying that I require the same level of proof that Thomas did. I don’t demand that Jesus appear to me and let me examine him in that manner. Still, I have doubts and often think of how great it would be to have some actual proof of that which I believe. I, for one, don’t think that there’s anything sinful in that. Having occasional doubts is a natural part of one’s spiritual walk. At least it has been with me.
The substance of the doubt that I have is actually less about God’s existence or the nature of Jesus’ sacrifice (though even that is in the mix from time to time) and more about trying to parse out “the truth” as it gets handed to me by other people. If I hear that God is this and such or that the universe came about thanks to that process or according to this theory then I immediately quirk an eyebrow. It happens so much that I look rather like Leonard Nimoy.
See, I have friends that seem dead certain when it comes to the “big things” on both sides of the religious spectrum. They know what they know and God/Dawkins help anyone that crosses blades with them. In a way I admire and respect that. That certainty can come off as arrogant (I suppose that could be just my jealousy talking), but I have to admit I’d love to be among the “blessed” that have not seen and yet believed. Still, if it’s possible to be a Christian Skeptic then I think Thomas and I fall into that category.
Does that cause some dissonance in my life? Sure. it makes accepting the more fantastical elements of my belief system hard, which are to be frank most of my belief system. It also makes accepting that which science has “proven” pretty challenging too. It could be, and has been, argued that that’s simply because I don’t fully understand the relative proofs that both sides have to offer. I’m willing to accept that, just as I’m willing to put my fingers in the holes that are in those theories on offer.
In closing, just so you know and to get it out of the way, I am aware that the mere belief in God could be said to blow the whole notion of a Christian Skeptic out of the water. I mean after all, where is the proof of God or of Christ? Why do I believe in them? I submit now,as I always have, that either belief you have concerning God, pro- or con-, is a matter of faith. So just as you can be an atheist skeptic, I can be a believing one.
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http://www.facebook.com/people/Christopher-Walker/726086078 Christopher Walker
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