RubySera_Martin
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Chris, this post is so close to my own questions and ambitions that it's almost spookie. For starters, the title of the thread is what caught my attention because it fits my mood exactly. I've been feeling I've probably taken things too far for selfish reasons and didn't know which way to turn anymore. After reading this thread I feel somewhat encouraged.China Cat Sunflower said:I've been trying to figure out what it is I'm looking for in religious dialog. What is the impetus for my interest in Christianity? Why have I lately insisted that I'm a Christian? Am I? What is Christianity?
I admit that I have selfish motives for participating in this kind of forum. I've never had the motive of trying to prove that I'm right, what I figured was that I could put out what I was thinking and then judge it's veracity from the feedback. I was trying to figure out if I'm still a Christian or not. But I don't think I am. If a definition of Christianity is to be found, I think that I must define it as post Nicean. Therefore it doesn't apply to me because I don't believe in salvation or the divinity/diety of Christ. I appologize for using this forum to work that out for myself.
What I'm really looking to do is find a way to universalize metaphysics and synchronize it with physics so that it can be an inner blueprint which explains the the structure of the universe. But I also needed to come to terms with my own programming. I thank all of you for helping me do that, but I don't feel justified in taking up any more of your time. I'm sorry that I had a hand in running some posters off, and if they're lurking I hope they will accept my apology and come back.
Chris
But even if I hadn't read the other posts I'd have to respond to this first one. Am I a Christian? What constitutes a Christian? What label fits me--do I even need a label? But what to tell people who want to know what I am? And on and on.
I also identify with and take consolation in what Path wrote. I've repeated this story a number of times on various forums but I'll repeat it again. As everyone probably knows, I'm studying at a Lutheran seminary. I encountered a different type of Christianity there than I knew existed. These people are sincere Christians but they don't preach hell or necessarily even an afterlife. They do preach salvation through the cross of Jesus and that is where my problem kicks in. I do not see the need for salvation.
The first year I was there I took a required course called "Christian Doctrine." Every other week we had to write our beliefs on the assigned doctrinal topic. This really tested my courage. I knew what I believed but I was not prepared to put it out there for other Christians to judge and condemn. Did I have a Freudian slip back there--I see I said "other Christians" as though I considered myself a Christian. I did not think I was a Christian because the plan of salvation simply does not make sense to me in light of my observation of reality.
Not only did we have to hand in an essay for the prof to read and judge, we also had to read it aloud to two of our classmates. Many a time I went in trembling for fear of being labeled a heretic and blasphemer. But I could not and would not lie. I looked over the essays the other week and was really impressed with the theme running through them. Basically, I was saying, "I don't buy the basic Christian doctrine of a sinful humanity, but here is what I do believe." And then I'd give my take on the most recent assignment.
Not once did anyone, classmate or prof, even hint that what I was saying was not okay. I based every essay on solid personal experience and reasoning and people tuned in to that and were supportive. I had never seen that kind of behaviour from Christians. I felt they lived the way Jesus intended. In other words, it put a new face on Christianity for me.
The very worst was the final essay at the end of an eight-month course. Topic: Why I am Christian. He wanted us to write about the reason we are Christian. I felt like I'd arrived at the Seat of Judgment and I was not prepared. My apprehension was so great that I asked for a meeting with the prof a week ahead of time. I wanted to ask for permission to write about why I am not Christian.
He did not accept that. He pushed me to "find another definition for Christianity."
Can you believe it?!?!? This was an ordained church man. He knew better than any other human on earth what I believed. Yet he wanted me to identify as a Christian....I mean, a person who does not accept the divinity of Jesus and the need for salvation--he invited me as such a person to find a definition of Christian that I felt comfortable with. And I found one.
I find much meaning in the life and teachings of Jesus and his death and resurrection provide a deeply meaningful template by which I can make sense of my life. I concluded that linguistically I can claim the name of Christ because I accept his teachings just as Marxists accept the teachings of Marx.
I think what I am trying to say with this long-winded story (if you're still reading) is that there is room inside of Christianity for practically everyone. I still struggle with what I want to be called. There is so much baggage attached to the name Christian that sometimes I want to have nothing to do with it. But when it comes to celebrating Christmas, well, the Jesus myth is my own story, it's the only story I know. Maybe someday I can feel comfortable with Path's attitude of not caring what label people attach. Or with not caring whether or not I have a label.