(January 26, 2011 at 8:33 pm)Matthew Wrote: After conversion: I interpret the process described above as being directed and guided by the Christian God. Not speaking directly to me, or entering into my thoughts, or altering my thoughts, or anything of that sort. Simply that the reason that I was drawn towards the Christian God was beings He had drawn me to Himself through the process.
I think Welsh's question was how could God have drawn him to yourself without any type of supposed interaction of some kind. It seems like even the "drawing to himself" might have involved some type of interaction. But this leads to another question: How could a god that does not enter your thoughts or does not speak to you directly (not necessarily audibly, of course) possibly have any sway with you. I think we might be having a hard time understanding how such an apparently dissociated god could hold sway with you. I mean, most fervent Christians will say God speaks to them (again, maybe not audibly), but certainly personally. You simply became a Christian because you thought you were being swayed toward him without hearing a word from him? This is frankly what sent me packing the other way. I heard nothing and felt nothing, so in the absence of evidence for the Bible being a trustworthy book, there was no reason to continue in belief.
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We have lingered in the chambers of the sea | By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown | Till human voices wake us, and we drown. — T.S. Eliot
"... man always has to decide for himself in the darkness, that he must want beyond what he knows. ..." — Simone de Beauvoir
"As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself—so like a brother, really—I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again." — Albert Camus, "The Stranger"
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We have lingered in the chambers of the sea | By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown | Till human voices wake us, and we drown. — T.S. Eliot
"... man always has to decide for himself in the darkness, that he must want beyond what he knows. ..." — Simone de Beauvoir
"As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself—so like a brother, really—I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again." — Albert Camus, "The Stranger"
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