Lucy schreef:
Ja, na nader inzien denk ik toch dat u gelijk hebt. Geweldige reactie!
Geen probleem! Ik snap best dat je soms bang bent dat je de verkeerde keuze hebt gemaakt hoor. Dit was ook bij mij het geval, en het kost een hoop tijd, moeite en kennis om je onder dit juk vandaan te wurmen. Dit is dan ook precies waarom ik het christelijke geloof zo veroordeel. Het is een gruwelijk systeem en mensen willen of kunnen dit niet inzien. Dit is ook de reden waarom ik ook altijd zo gefrustreerd raak van discussies met christenen.Open je ogen, het is gruwelijk!
Iemand verwoordde het ooit op deze prachtige manier:
“For a long time, I was an ardent admirer of Dr. John Piper. I remember a sermon of Dr. Piper's in which he described God as a flowing fountain of delight. The Psalmist writes, "Taste and see that the LORD is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in him" (Ps. 34:8). Piper said that we would praise a fountain, not by standing passively by, but by sticking our faces deep inside it to take in its wonderful refreshment. We would stand up and shout, "This is the best water I've ever tasted; come and have some with me!" He invited others to taste and see God's goodness. But what about those of us who have left the fountain with a horrible taste in our mouths? We came to the fountain and drank as deeply as we could and, for a while, could not get enough of it. We loved reading the Bible and being instructed by it. We believed that it made us wiser than our counselors. We made our bodies our slaves so that they would honor God. We prayed without ceasing. We sought first the kingdom of God. We confessed our sins and believed that God was faithful and just to forgive us our sins. We preached "the Word" in season and out. We attempted to study to show ourselves approved. We fed God's sheep. But, then, something happened. The fountain became foul to us. We tried to ignore the taste. We went back to it again and again hoping something would change. We opened the Bible and, instead of finding wisdom, we found violence and the justification of immoral acts. We found anti-intellectualism and backward thinking. We found oppression. Our prayers returned to us void. They bounced off of the ceiling. We prayed harder and felt dumber for it. While we could still enjoy the fellowship of Christian people, we discovered that what we liked about them had nothing to do with their Christianity, but rather with their humanity. We found that we simply liked the people for who they were, not because they believed something about a religion. We weren't trying to "leave the faith." The faith was leaving us. We tried to hold on to the fountain, but something had changed. It wasn't the fountain; it was our taste for it. We realized that the fountain wasn't a being; it was a religion. It was just dogma. It is like we had been drinking from it with our eyes closed and noses plugged. Somehow, though, we opened our eyes and unplugged our noses and discovered that we had been enjoying filth. The fountain was a fountain of blood and other foul things. We realized that we had spent most of our lives consuming vile concoction. We would have been happy to have simply left, but we couldn't help but want to pull others away from such a cesspool. We wanted to help them open their eyes and see what we saw. We wanted them to see the trouble the fountain was causing in the world. Quickly, however, we ran into opposition. We found that those still slurping away at the fountain with eyes closed and noses plugged resisted. They said that we were lying about the taste of the fountain or that we had never drunk from it in the first place. We told them to open their eyes, but they responded that the eyes cannot be trusted. We described the filth to them, but even when they accepted that the fountain contained blood and other "foul" things, they insisted that those things were really "good."
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Misschien stond dat ook wel op zo'n plaat die iedereen in dat verhaal op z'n lijf had.
