Cold Morning Musings on "How We Argue"
As many who read this blog know, leaving Christianity was not easy. It was the lens through which I saw the world, myself and the people around me. It granted a sense of purpose and belonging. I knew who the good guys were and the people that were lost. I had a sense of urgency about saving their souls. I could not understand why people were rejecting what was so obviously the truth. The level of certainty and devotion I had made me see anything less than that as ignorance and something my divine lord had commanded I dispell with the light of his word. When I preached and people seemed indifferent or asked questions showing skepticism, I would feel a discomfort. A sense of being attacked. I was being challenged and I felt like I needed to respond to this evil with strength. Looking back from this side of things , I realize a couple of things which ring true to idealogical, political discourse today. I had come to identify myself with the ideas I was fighting for. So someone quest...