Monday, November 28, 2011

Why I Am Thankful for Disagreement.



I believe the Bible is inerrant.  I believe that the Bible is inspired by God and to question it is to question God.  May I never be so arrogant to do either of those things.  I also believe that there is one perfect interpretation of the Bible, so since humans are vastly imperfect, no human possesses a perfect mind to fully understand the Word of God. 

However, God is not confusing.  We may be confused by Him and He may be mysterious to us…but when I don’t understand something it is not because God hasn’t figured it out, it is that I need Him to reveal the full Truth to me.

“I have manifested Your name to the people whom You gave me out of the world.  Yours they were, and You gave them to Me, and they have kept Your Word.  Now they know that everything that You have given Me is from You.  For I have given them the words that You gave Me, and they have received them and have come to know them in Truth, that I came from You, and they believed that You sent me.”
            - John 17:6-8

With that said, there are about a gazillion and one interpretations of the Bible.  It’s the most popular book in the history of the world after all; people have pretty strong opinions on it.  And I am one of those people.

I tend to be quite stubborn and strong-willed—I get that from both ends of my parental spectrum. :)  But I was also blessed with an intense desire for knowledge (about the Lord, not about an engineering course entitled Graphics Communication at NC State University…not to name names).  So I love to read theology, philosophy, blogs, articles, watch videos, and mull over (slash pick apart) sermon transcripts—although I feel like I'm just barely scratching the surface and have MUCH to learn.  I also love to talk (Jesus created me as a woman, PTL.  I would be no good as a man, I think).  This is both fortunate and unfortunate.  Mostly fortunate for me as I am better able to think through ideas verbally, and often unfortunately for people like Bradley (although his gracious nature would never admit that; I am richly blessed) to whom I love to ramble.  Yes, ramble.    

Praise Jesus that we aren’t able to fully understand His Word.  If we were, would we need Him?  If we fully understood how to “do” Christianity, say relationships—courtship, friendship, and familial relationships—perfectly, if there was a formula, our faith in the Lord would be useless. 

So I think in my relationships with people who share my beliefs about on what God the Father, Son, and Spirit are focused, I grow.  And I think in my relationships with people who think differently than me, I am challenged.  Certainly not that growth doesn’t happen in disagreements nor that challenge is absent from people who beliefs are parallel, or that growth and challenge are not often adjacent.  But God created community and I need it.  I need all parts of it. 

What I am about to type is something at which I am so incredibly awful. 

I think it is important to be frustrated less about those with whom you disagree (and those disagreements may be monumental and life-changing and really really BIG and annoying even), and it is more significant to be frustrated when I do not welcome disagreements as a chance to show another person the grace and love that has been lavished on me through Jesus (I apologize for the run-on to which I am adding now). 

The point:
            Concentrate less on the disagreement itself and more on the heart of the disagreeer.  Ask yourself what is the purpose of your discussion?  What eternally relevant thing are you trying to accomplish?  Why did you open your mouth?  All too often I open my mouth and quickly wish I had just kept it closed.  Not that I often say things that are untrue or ungodly or not pertinent to my beliefs about what the Word reveals, but I frequently make statements to impress someone (not at all eternally significant), to make myself feel good (self-glorifying), or to be right (which is laughable because I am so UNRIGHTeous).  None of these motivations are Christ-like.  They are Kayla-like.  And the older I get, the more I realize how UNKayla-like I want to be and how much more I should aim to grow godly love in me. 

“He was oppressed, and He was afflicted, yet He opened not His mouth; like a lamb that is led to the slaughter, and like a sheep that before its shearers is silent, so he opened not His mouth.”
            - Isaiah 53:7

I want to be that selfless; that sacrificial; that loving. 


Praise the Lord that this world is fallen.  It so contrasts with Him.