living without god

For that past few months, I’ve been reading the book “Can Man Live Without God?” by Ravi Zacharias.  The reading has been somewhat sporadic, but I’ve been getting back into it every few weeks.  Until today, it was just another book, albeit a good one.  Today, however, I read Chapter 12 and was really blown away.  Without going into too much depth (you can read it yourself when you get a chance), I’ll just say that the chapter focuses on something that I think has been missing in my life.  That something is the reality of Christ’s existence and the truth of His claims as saviour.  

I think for the longest time, I’ve been more of a follower than a believer; dragging along in faith simply because it’s the “right” thing to do.  What I’ve realized today–as elemental as it sounds–is that if I’m to be a Christian, I should base my life on the fact that Jesus was who He said He was.  The thought is subtle and simple, but nonetheless a struggle.  It’s funny how we can get so far from the little things.  In the words of C.S. Lewis, I need to take Christianity at it’s “mere” form.

DISCLAIMER:  Okay, so these blogs have been getting kind of serious lately.  I apologize.  All my hard-ass anti-blog sentiments would appear to be floating out the window.  This is probably due to a couple causes.  One, I’m feeling less hard-assy lately, which is more than likely a side-effect of a girl I know.  Two, I stopped journaling on paper a few months ago, and this blog has sort of accidentally taken paper’s place.  I need you to know that I’m not writing for you…I’m writing for me.  (Alas, this entire paragraph was written for you, so I’m really just a hypocrite.  However, considering my seemingly drastic change in opinion, I felt a need to defend myself, whether right or wrong.)  I might actually make a private blog for journaling and completely defuse my need for paper.  I am, after all, an IST student; it’s time to embrace technology.