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Thursday, April 14, 2016

The dying of the light

I saw this today from Kyle Cupp and it's similar to some of what I've been feeling lately, so I thought I'd put the beginning of his post here ...

How My Faith Became Mostly Dead

The past few years have seen a slow deterioration of my faith—to the point where I fear it’s mostly dead.

But, to quote Miracle Max, there’s a big difference between mostly dead and all dead. Mostly dead is slightly alive. I suppose “Christ-haunted” describes me well enough. Or poorly enough. Take your pick.

While there are some squares I can’t circle, I wouldn’t describe my fall as intellectually-driven. I haven’t arrived at this place through argument. I’m here mostly because I no longer apprehend God. Not the God of theologians or bishops or lawyers, anyway.

I’ve mostly lost hope—hope that some power or person of goodness is ultimately guiding the world or me to some kind of salvation. To me, the universe seems ordered more towards oblivion than towards restoration. Prayer seems pointless. Grace seems fleeting. The light is real, but I expect the darkness to win. Don’t know where that leaves me, but it’s where I am.

Maybe this is despair ....


Blogger Dina said...

Good luck with all this, Crystal.
And Shabbat shalom.

7:19 AM  
Blogger crystal said...

Thanks, Dina :)

9:47 AM  

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