If the last post was about what inspiration means, this one is about what follows from it (or, perhaps, what doesn’t). Because once inspiration stopped looking like a theory about how these words arrived and more like a description of Read More …
If there’s a single word that’s held my sense of the Bible together more than any other, it’s probably the word inspired. Not in the Hallmark sense of saying, “this verse really inspires me,” but in that big theological way Read More …
If you’ve been following this series from the beginning, you’ll know I’ve been tracing the arc of how my relationship with the Bible has slowly changed: the framework I inherited, the assumptions I absorbed before I knew they were assumptions, Read More …
If the last post was about stepping past the warning signs concerning the dangers of critical scholarship, this one is about what I found on the other side. As I hinted at last time, I had braced myself for a Read More …
If you read the last post, you know I ended it with something of a confession. Stepping into critical scholarship felt less like an intellectual exercise and more like quietly opening a door I’d been warned my whole life to Read More …
It took me a while to realize that the way I was reading the Bible wasn’t the only way to read it. It was one approach among many, already shaped, guided, and constrained by assumptions I didn’t know I was Read More …
When I look back on how I first learned to read the Bible, what strikes me isn’t so much what I was taught as what I wasn’t. No one ever pulled me aside and explained that Christians have understood this Read More …
For most of my life, even asking whether the Bible was “God-given” would have felt borderline scandalous. Not heretical exactly, but close enough to make people shift uncomfortably in their seats. It simply wasn’t a real question. Asking it felt Read More …
I didn’t begin by questioning the Bible; I began by defending it. Not defensively or angrily, but with the earnest confidence of someone who really wanted this whole thing to hold together. Faith mattered to me, and I wanted it Read More …
I’ve been surveying the ways in which my approach to the Bible has shifted, and offered a glimpse last time of what that shift looks like in practice – something I hope to spend a significant portion of this series Read More …
So far in this series, I’ve been exploring the different ways I’ve approached the Bible. From an airtight System where every detail must fit perfectly, to a sweeping Story whose power lies in its narrative coherence, and now to a Read More …
In my last two posts, I sat with the earlier ways I once viewed the Bible, tracing the arc I was taught to see: sweeping, unified, and divinely orchestrated. I looked at why those views once carried so much weight Read More …
I’ve always loved stories that hold together. Whether in books, on television, or on a movie screen, there’s something about a narrative that threads every twist and turn into a larger whole, where every scene eventually finds its place and Read More …
When I look back at how I first held the Bible, the image that comes to mind is a System. Like a towering and impenetrable fortress, within its walls lay treasures of timeless truth. Each verse a stone cut with Read More …
It’s strange to look back and realize how much the Bible has changed for me. Not in its content, of course, but in the way I see it. Both the way I’ve carried it and the way it’s carried me. Read More …
Welcome back, friends – it’s been a while! It’s hard to believe that more than five years have passed since I first shared my story and started this blog. An honest space where I could put words to the personal Read More …