In fact the Jewish identity of Yeshua Jesus's name before it was Latinised is far from being just fashionable supposition. Emotional sense doesn't stand on it's own apart from reasonable sense. For us, you see, the church is not just another institution. But for him, belief in a Christian god is more satisfying emotionally. It explains aspects of Christianity well to non religious folk, and can also show Christians just how foreign and strange Christianity can seem. The author does reach limits with his love story: his description of his Beloved and even his love of Christianity and the Church are dissonant at times.
I'm not convinced that he achieved that purpose. While he does not spend much time talking about his insights through her, it seems clear to me that the time he spends on the problems of the church with power, and abuse, and just generally sin, have much to do with his behind the scenes insights into the life of the church. No, none of this negates the truth of Christianity. It's a book for believers who are fed up with being patronised, for non-believers curious about how faith can possibly work in the twenty-first century, and for anyone who feels there is something indefinably wrong, literalistic, anti-imaginative and intolerant about the way the atheist case is now being made. The Christian faith needs experiential and rational defence together, not one alone, over against the other.
Nevertheless, get through these biases and watch him bring most of it around, closing his arguments as neatly as possible in this physical world which can never fully fathom its metaphysical integral. Who is God without us? You're lying in the bath and you notice that you're 39, and you don't have children and that the way your living bears scarcely any resemblance to what you think you've always wanted; yet you got here by choice, by a long series of choices for things which, at any one moment, temporarily outbid the things you say you wanted most. His claim, in a nutshell, is that the one is no less emotionally viable than the other. This book defends Christianity not primarily rationally, but existentially and emotionally. I was surprised by mercy, having royally screwed things up in my mid-thirties.
Intellectually, it is impossible to come to a final ruling on the central questions posed in the atheism vs faith conflicts. Intellectually, it is impossible to come to a final ruling on the central questions posed in the atheism vs faith conf This is an extraordinary book. He has been long listed or shortlisted for prizes for writing about history, science, politics, theology and 'the spirit of place'. As usual, Hornby is right. But those things do something for us that is undeniable.
Never does he bother to question if Christianity has lost its appeal not to mention its judgment from God in England because its explanatory power is so neutered by the British institutional acceptance of evolution and rejection of special creation? He describes the book as a defence of Christian emotions - of their intelligibility, of their grown-up dignity. How do we describe what belief feels like from the inside? This is almost a very good book! He relentlessly exposes the inner workings of his own emotional journey, to tell us how it feels to have faith, and why it is that no bus-borne atheist propaganda can erase that feeling. Unhampered by niceness, this is a book for believers who are fed up with being patronized, for non-believers curious about how faith can possibly work in the twenty-first century, and for anyone who feels there is something indefinably wrong, literalistic, anti-imaginative, and intolerant about the way the atheist case is now being made. For this is a book to be read more than once in a lifetime, even if it's in fits and starts. I gave up on chapter 1 halfway through because it was a boring tirade against the imagined criticisms of Christianity yes, Mr Spufford spends the whole chapter-or at least as much as I could bear to read- putting words into the mouths of critics in a sneering way. I thought there was a lot of food for thought in this book, especially in chapters 5-8 the second half of the book.
We die one at a time and disappear, but the life of the living continues. That would just make the language bland and superficial. For example, how much did Jesus talk about sex very little or caring for the poor a whole lot. If you have a PayPal account, you can also make a donation by clicking on this button. Half great, but definitely worth reading and engaging with.
The author's stated purpose for the book is to communicate that Christianity isn't an altogether awful religion. You're equipped, you realize, for farce or even tragedy more than you are for happy endings. Yes, you and I are part of the problem. However, the strength of the book lies in the personal journey of the author coming to grips with the personal reality of grace in in his own mucked up life and in a mucked up world. He is like a man at war.
And it is no A book written for atheists. It is my experience of past emotion and future potential that really ground my Christianity. You're human, and that's where we live; that's our normal experience. Paradoxically, one of the obstacles to communicating what belief feels like to those who don't share it, is that our culture is so thoroughly smudged over with half-legible religious scribbling. The world he claims, claims him.