Each week, we will be releasing one of the student blog posts from the Thinking Series Online Course that we find excellent. This week, we share with you a post written by Niamh Reynolds.
I’ve always wondered how two people can stand right beside each other and see completely different things. You can receive five different witness accounts from a crime scene and they will all have seen different things. If one person says the perpetrator was blonde and 6′ 6, and another says he was brunette and 5′ 8, who do you trust? Can they both be right? Surely, there must be an explanation and one of them is wrong. Was one of them wearing rose-tinted glasses?
For me, this was my entire high school experience. The only Christian in a group of atheists and agnostics didn’t make for similar world views. Every sleepover led to discussions of abortion, faith and how I believed in God at all. So often I heard the words, “You almost convinced me, Niamh,” but nothing more ever came of it. When we weren’t surrounded by that weird ambience that only exists at three in the morning, they remembered all their reason and ‘cold, hard facts’ as to why God couldn’t possibly exist. I could never grasp how they could look at the world and see evidence that God doesn’t exist when all I see is proof that He does.
Having lived at a Bible College for the last year, I’d almost forgotten what that felt like until I chose to interview one of my best friends from home about her lack of belief in God. I was met with the answer of “I need cold, hard facts,” and “I just found it more and more difficult to believe, until I realised I didn’t any more.” Once again, I’m forced to ask myself, am I wearing rose-tinted glasses or is she? Does my belief in God trick me into seeing things that aren’t there or is her lack of belief blinding her to what’s right in front of her? I remember when I first became friends with those who are my best friends now and I was afraid that they would pull me away from God and cause me to doubt. Somehow, they made my faith stronger and in causing me to question it, I became more sure of what I believed than ever before.
Yet I’m still left with the question: how can I ever help them see what I see if one of us has a pair of glasses that the others don’t?