This is abundantly clear to me:
Left-brained intellectuals can school me in sophisticated arguments–whether scientific or philosophical–just about any day of the week.
That’s one of the reasons why I’m not that great at debate…
I wasn’t born to wrestle with nuances. On the fly. Neither do I care.
Why am I telling you this? I’m on a perennial search for this blog’s voice.
And I need your help.
A Brief History of Fallen and Flawed
At first I thought I would treat the blog as a platform to chase a theology M. A.
Simultaneously I decided to craft a confessional guide to living a vivid, meaningful Christian life. And gear content toward that goal.
Then I toyed with the idea that this blog could be a place where believers and non-believers could debate Christianity. Kind of like a university.
But none of these felt quite right. Something was amiss.
The M. A. angle is not a great way to build community or conversation. The confessional guide was grossly centered on me. And the university debate theme was awkward, because, well, I’m not a scholar.
I might be an . But I’m no meticulous brain like .
However, what’s become abundantly clear to me in the last nine months–as I’ve developed content in response to comments, discrepancies in my own thinking and discussions over apologetics with friends–is that what I’m truly after is a clear, graceful articulation of the gospel.
Everything else is peripheral.
What I Don’t Care About Too Much
I wish I could care about apologetics. Inferences. Logical arguments.
Don’t get me wrong: I’ve taken a stab at this a few times with posts like Do You Make These 6 Mistakes When Debating.
Furthermore, I wish I could be immediately practical. At times I managed to do so with posts like 18 Tricks to Memorize Scripture or .
But for the most part, I’ve been drawn to a relentless exaltation of Christ and that clear, concise articulation of the gospel. In other words, the eternally helpful.
Where I’m Struggling
Not too long ago I mentioned a sabbatical in the month of November to write some fiction.
With an overabundance of ideas I’m confident I can write a rugged and roughshod 75,000 word first draft in 30 days.
But I’m having a hard time seeing how such an adventure equals a clear, graceful articulation of the gospel.
How it threads into Kingdom building.
I’m here to serve Christ. By word. By deed. By thought. I can not think of a greater way to spend my life.
Backward for a man who at one time was hellbent on becoming a world-class novelist. And that’s the kicker.
I can’t seem to escape this passion to write a book. Or two. What do I do?
What Do You Think?
Yes, wrote extraordinary novels. But do they promote a clear, graceful articulation of Christ? Do they have to?
I’m still on the sidelines. Mainly because I’ve NEVER read the Chronicles of Narnia. I’ve read . .
Nothing else, though.
So, what do you think: C. S. Lewis a genuine Christian novelist? How Christian does a novel from a believer need to be? What’s your take on Christian novels? Any good ones you can recommend?
I’m looking for ideas. Guidelines. Prayer. And a heart enslaved to my Savior. Let me know what you think. I’m looking forward to your thoughts. Have a great weekend.