Lord, this is not how I would write this story were it mine. I acknowledge you’re the Author, yet you gave creative license to one who flounders, finding the pen too heavy to hold, making scribbles where clear cursive lettering should be— according to me. Please spotlight your hand hovering under his, waiting too long, in my opinion, for him to return writing right to you. And while I’m praying, Lord, here’s my pen, too. * * * Photo by Stephen Tettey Atsu on Unsplash
When I was in college, one of my professors used to say something to the effect that faith is going out on a limb with all your eggs in one basket. My classmates and I would laugh while looking at each other in alarm and shifting uncomfortably in our seats. We were ministry students set on following Jesus and leading others to do the same. Still, the metaphors made us think. There was more to it, though. As I remember it, my professor said that if there was any uncertainty, he liked the outcome he faced if he was wrong better than the outcome unbelievers face if they are wrong. We couldn’t argue with that logic. I learned just yesterday that this argument for faith has a name: prudential apologetics (Phillips 347). Essentially, the person trying to convince an unbeliever to believe argues that it’s prudent to believe because they have a lot less to lose by believing than they risk by refusing to believe. This is also known as Pascal’s Wager, named for Blaise Pascal, a French philos...