Face it, feeble faith holders, we have created in the American church an insular and gooey, hot-tub religion of feelings . . . nothing more than feelings . . . that non-religious thinking people despise. Subsequently, most nice Christians can’t answer an earnest question from a third grader concerning the basics of their faith, much less field some of the serious smack a provocative Hitchens would throw their way.
This inability to give a rational answer to those who ask you why you believe what you believe is both a shame and a sin. It’s a shame in that your ignorance makes you look goofy and lazy, and it’s a sin in that it is in direct disobedience to the command to love God with all of your mind. Remember that scripture? You don’t? Don’t worry about it, God loves you anyway. Hey, did you get your tickets to see Carmen at Disneyland this weekend? Yeehaw!
I know some of you are going to think I have wandered off the reservation, but I get more out of listening to Christopher Hitchens than I do Creflo Dollar. I profit more from watching CNN than TBN. Bill Maher benefits me more than Benny Hinn. How? Well, these men and their provocative questions, egregious and oft times’ erroneous assaults and merciless diatribes drive me to take stock of what I supposedly believe and what I do as a believer.
Where the church is insane, inane, lame and tame, you can bet your backside the atheist will be there to point it out. As the church, we cannot blow off this rebuke just because it wasn’t served with a smile and a mint on a pillow. Correction, that’s correct—no matter who delivers it—will do the wise good.
So, my brethren, let the atheists rage, let them ask their old and already-been-answered questions, let them tie your mind in a temporary knot and let them point out where we the church are goofy.
If you properly react to the atheists’ scat, you’ll end up with a more solid grasp on your faith, the incense and non-sense will be scrubbed from your life and you just might dust them in a debate next time they queue up with their tired quips.
This is why God needs the atheists: to help the Christian not waft in his profession of faith.
One more thing: If you need some summer beach reading to help you run circles around the anti-God crowd ‘til you take the big dirt nap, get R.C. Sproul’s book, Defending Your Faith: An Introduction to Apologetics.