I approach this post with some “fear” and trepidation. (Yeah, I know that is a big word for me but sometimes I come up with them). So, rather than beat around the bush here it is:
I am not a deep thinker. Seriously. I think when God asked me if I wanted to be a deep thinker I must have thought He said “Depth thinker” and I said, “I’ll take mine lite.” While I like to discuss things, I can get easily lost when the subject gets to going too deep. Theology. Evidence for Christianity. Evolution vs. creation. Subjects like that. My mind is just not hard-wired that way. Numbers and figures are not my cup of tea. I have often made the comment, “The best thing that ever happened to me was a calculator.” When I was in doctrine class in college, it was like when can I leave here? Even today, discussions of free will vs. predestination and others like that leave me standing holding the (empty) bag.
So when I am told “I am a Deist” I have to shake my head. I have heard of it. Many of our country’s founding fathers were. I have one reader who has stated he is one. While I don’t always agree with his comments, I allow them because I believe in that. But this post is not in relation to him…not really. It is due to the fact that I have someone very close to me, someone I love, who is claiming to be a Deist after having served the Lord in the church. For what a Deist believes go here and here. There are many other sites (you can Google them yourself). Sounds a little bit like ancient Gnosticism.
So I find myself tied for several reasons. First, I have already told you I am not a deep thinker. I have trouble coming up with answers that I can understand and express. I have no doubt about the validity of God and His work in our lives. I have no questions about who Jesus is and His part in redemption at the cross. I believe He was divine at all times. Second, and you may find this strange, I have never questioned those truths. NEVER. I can’t say I ever had a “dark night of the soul” where I laid it on the table and said, “God if you are real I want/need to know.” Call it naivete or shallow. Matters not to me. I’ve thought it about myself. Third, it has been said “A prophet is without honor in his own country.” That fits.
So I walk around this person with kid gloves. Careful what I say. Mindful of others it affects. So, have you ever faced a situation like this? How did you handle it? Up front: please don’t preach and berate me. I have the POWER! (think He-Man) to not approve your comment. Ironically, I would love to use this as a discussion place on subjects like Deism, but don’t think I can answer the questions adequately. Go figure.