RE: Why do Christians become Christians?
May 18, 2016 at 12:13 pm
(This post was last modified: May 18, 2016 at 12:21 pm by The Grand Nudger.)
Anyone who's ever sat around a table and recounted stories of their youth with family has been in the situation you find interesting.
You might remember, for example, standing over a dead hog between your uncle, cousin, and grandfather. You remember their clothes - the time of day, the color and size of the hog. Your grandmother smiles and brings you a picture of your uncle, cousin, and grandfather all standing over a dead hog just as you described....except you aren't in the picture.
Are you going to stick with your memory, or "abandon what you know"? What if you didn't have the picture...but there was no disagreement between the involved parties, that you weren't there? Gonna stick with your memory, or "abandon what you know"? It;s a pretty common situation to find oneself in, as a human being, confronting the fallibility of both your memory and your cognitive processes built atop that memory. Most of us, I hope, just shrug and say "hmn, must've seen that picture, must've heard the story, must be remembering wrong".
It takes a special kind of stubborn to insist upon the accuracy of ones "knowledge" despite evidence to the contrary.
You might remember, for example, standing over a dead hog between your uncle, cousin, and grandfather. You remember their clothes - the time of day, the color and size of the hog. Your grandmother smiles and brings you a picture of your uncle, cousin, and grandfather all standing over a dead hog just as you described....except you aren't in the picture.
Are you going to stick with your memory, or "abandon what you know"? What if you didn't have the picture...but there was no disagreement between the involved parties, that you weren't there? Gonna stick with your memory, or "abandon what you know"? It;s a pretty common situation to find oneself in, as a human being, confronting the fallibility of both your memory and your cognitive processes built atop that memory. Most of us, I hope, just shrug and say "hmn, must've seen that picture, must've heard the story, must be remembering wrong".
It takes a special kind of stubborn to insist upon the accuracy of ones "knowledge" despite evidence to the contrary.
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