Atheists
often accuse Christians of being weak and needy. They say we need a
crutch; a fantasy buddy in the sky. We can't handle, they say, the
harsh realities of life, so we invent a God.
To
be honest, some of what atheists say is true. We are needy. We are
weak.
Now I maintain, based upon empirical evidence, that all
of humanity is this way, yet atheists seem oblivious to this fact.
This is a puzzle for me and part of me wonders if God allows those
who are going to reject Him to be good enough human beings that they
really can believe that they are good people. What's more, they take
the credit for being good people. That by some sort of great effort they've created of themselves a superior moral being. A bit of a laugh when you consider
the fact that on atheism, determinism rules.
Yet
it isn't hard to find atheists who are every bit as big a jerk as I
am.
I
suppose it's simply a case of it being only those who are going to
saved whose spiritual eyes are opened to their need for forgiveness.
And
boy do I need forgiveness.
No
one celebrates the grace and love of Jesus more than a person who
experiences this need on a daily basis. I remember one women saying,
in response to being accused of needing a crutch, “You say Jesus is
my crutch? He's my freakin ambulance, my stretcher, my hospital.
You're darn right I need a crutch.”
As
C.S. Lewis said, “No one knows how bad he is until he tries really
hard to be good. A good man knows something of the evil still in him.
A thoroughly bad man thinks he is good.”
That
certainly describes the transition that's taken place in my life. At
my morally worst, I actually thought I was a pretty good person. Now
that I stand in the presence of a perfectly Holy God, the evil that
still resides in my being, ever ready to take advantage of a weak
moment leaves me both sad and grateful.
Sad
because my Lord and Saviour deserves so much better of me.
Grateful
because I am forgiven and loved with the greatest love in the
universe.
What
kind of person would turn away from such a gift?
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