In case you missed the tumult of last week, scroll down a couple of posts. Or not.
Over the weekend, I've had a chance to digest my thoughts and reactions; this post is the result. Buzzwords are intentionally omitted, because these reflections are for myself primarily, and those who regularly choose to read my blog.
1) I do not think that people without an acceptance of Christ exactly like mine are not worth reading about. I adore books by dozens of authors whose characters aren't Christian. Perhaps my review was not clear enough on this point: my objection was to the author's deliberately crafted encouragement to accept a certain lifestyle as normal, directed at the publishing industry's most impressionable target audience. The fiction I value most is fiction that doesn't set out to educate. That's why I don't read much Christian children's fiction. There is always an educating moment. Obviously, an author's worldview will come out in their writing whether they intend for it to happen or not, but I really respect an author who holds back when it seems like it wouldn't do any harm to stick in an educating moment or two.
2) I do think that there are good people of many faiths, even if I feel that they aren't "right" or going to heaven. I know many such people who are sincere in their beliefs, yet, according to the Bible, unless they put their trust in Jesus, they're missing the truth. That knowledge makes my heart heavy with compassion for them, not hate or fear. And it certainly does not make me value them less as a human being.
3) I do believe that the Christian Bible is the only standard of truth and morality that has ever existed. If I didn't believe that, my review would have been 100% positive. Personal feelings are no justification for criticizing an author who encourages readers to accept a certain lifestyle as normal. Lots of people are smarter and more eloquent than me. Only on the basis that the Bible condemns that lifestyle would I write what I wrote, and continue to stand by it.
My sisters were watching Sophie Scholl last night, and I walked in on this scene.
I am not likening my recent visitors to the Nazi party. And I'm certainly not elevating my struggle to the level of a heroine like Sophie Scholl. But I am pointing out similarities in the principles behind each argument and the way those beliefs inevitably influenced their thoughts and actions.
"Why do you risk so much for false ideas?"
Because of my conscience.