Logic

This morning I read this daily devotional.  Suddenly, my day got a lot better.

Seminary is about knowledge.  It's about taking theologies and distilling them to reason.  It's about buying books, and then going out and buying more books.

My undergraduate degrees are in religion and philosophy, so I was well prepared for this world. I can argue Kant and about your anthropocentric world view.  I speak English, German, and Academic.

At the end of the day this kind of work makes you tired.  At some point, every student realizes they can't ever read every single book or completely defend their position.  A lot of seminarians struggle with this as suddenly the material under attack is very near and dear.  Arguing about the bible or God can be very difficult when you've taken great personal comfort in what is now being torn down in front of a huge lecture hall.  Emotions get involved, and then the shame creeps in that you just can't figure it out and know the right translation, or the right doctrine, or even just the right 600 words for your assignment due tomorrow.

"Is there anybody else out there who's tired of a reasonable faith?" 

When I read that first line this morning, I nodded.  I nodded because I know my faith has to do with making some kind of sense in my head, but it has to do with my love of hymns.  I understand I'm a Christian because I grew up in a Christian household and not a Muslim one.

But that doesn't make it any less real.

So when I sat in class today, I kept my mind wide.  I want to learn as much as I can.  But I breathed a little easier knowing that I'm not alone in sometimes wanting to let my heart do the talking.  

By faith.