Miniblog #130: When Will It Sink in That I Don’t Like Most Specifically Western Theology?
Every few months I begin questioning my espoused dislike of most specifically Western theology. I’ll quietly spend a day or two reflecting on this, doing a little research and prayerfully wondering if what I actually dislike is an erroneous oversimplification of Western thought. Almost inevitably I’ll then happen upon a discussion with a committedly Western Christian–whether Catholic or Protestant–about a topic ranging from sovereignty to atonement, the post-fall human condition to the eternal destiny of those who died apart from faith in Christ. I make a concerted effort to hear them out and to give their perspective a fresh chance. Inevitably they’ll quote Augustine, Aquinas, Anselm, Calvin, etc. That usually does the trick. My minor existential-intellectual crisis is resolved and my doubt goes dormant. The cycle ambiguously concludes with a cliffhanger as I’m left wondering how many times I must go through said cycle before I accept it as a reality of my life. It’s happened consistently since 2006, so as best I can figure this has happened 28 times thus far. I cannot decide if I’m being principled or weak, intellectually honest or intellectually cowardly. Whatever the case, perhaps 28 will be the magic number.