The Christian Faith I grew up with was a pass-fail proposition.
You were either:
in or out,
saved or damned,
Christian or not—period.
The only problem was, the people who decided such things kept moving the darn line.
For example, to be “Bible believing” meant you were most definitely in, however if you concluded that the earth was more than 6,000 years old or that there probably wasn’t actually a talking snake in Genesis’ creation story or that a specific woman named Eve most likely didn’t get formed from another guy named Adam’s rib or that God didn’t dictate the Bible from Heaven or drop it already written, leather-bound and shrink-wrapped from the sky; well then you weren’t actually Bible believing after all—and you were out.
And so it went with God and the things of God and God’s people. They all got shrunken down and with it so did the Christian…
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