
I don’t like to defend my own certainty anymore. I’ve come to believe the notion of certainty is not the point.
Recently a friend named Chad posted a note in Facebook defending certainty. Chad explores it based on Hebrews 11.
Hebrews 11:1 – Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.
And I completely get the point he was trying to make. At some point we need to have faith in something, to be certain to an extent. If we lose the idea that we have faith in something, we have faith in nothing. But the dialog that followed though illustrated to me why I don’t defend the notion of certainty. It never comes out the way I had hoped it would. It usually ends up with hurt feelings and misunderstandings. Two ships continue to pass in the night.
If I defend it, it misses what the certainty is actually for, which is the fruit of love. If I really believe it doesn’t really matter what anyone else thinks. It only matters that I actually believe it. The person I’m really trying to convince is myself. And in regards to my faith, the best way for me to be certain that I am certain of my faith is made real in the act of love. Is my certainty producing love in a way that is life giving, hope-filled, and draws people in, as opposed to pushes them away if they don’t agree with my certainty.
The truest defense of the faith is not a defense of the faith but the act of love. It’s the fulfillment of the Great Commandment. Its a life lived in a way that actually reveals the Gospel. Because I can say I believe anything. But if my life doesn’t reveal it, well then its BS. This is what I love about the cross. It’s the truest measure of love. Are we willing to love in such a way that people cannot help but be profoundly touched, even in a way that requires our own suffering?













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