The thing is, I think that there is a sense in which these piece is so truly true. The lady who writes this has found some genuine wisdom. She's engaging in the realities of human experience in a truly deep way that rejects caricatures that we'll often find in either lazy exegesis of texts, in our church cultures or in fundamentalist dogma.
I was witness a while ago to a conversation where two gentlemen were arguing/discussing the nature of the human will and limited atonement and salvation, etc. (All the joyful kind of stuff, you know) And one of them said to the other, "But you're sovereign!". To which the other responded with a detailed questioning of doctrine moving towards a biblical proof of the sovereignty of God.
But what I was thinking in my head and heart when the first guy spoke was,
"Yes. You're right. There is a sense in which you are so, so right and it really matters that we recognise our own sovereignty. And yet, there is now way the other guy is going to hear what you're saying as true. And I completely understand that too."The more I go on, the more I open up and am malleable to new patterns of thinking. And at the same time the more deeply rooted I become in the gospel of the Lord Jesus and His rule by His powerful word.
Yet, so far, I'm still a shade uncomfortable when other people who are on that same journey are a klick or two to one or the other side of where I am. And I wonder what that means.
I'm sure it means lots of things about my sin, insecurities and prejudices. Surely, it must. But I think it also means some things about my convictions about the gospel, and its supreme importance. Even if the way I experience that is utterly different now.
P.S. I'm not trying to say anything negative at all about Deborah B. Edgar. The title of the post isn't about her blog post. That's just where the train of thought/emotion started.