Faith Without Certainty
By Matthew Wilson At 52, I have spent a good part of my life thinking about God, religion, and what it means to believe something. I once thought I would find my answers through Christianity. For a long time, I kept trying to make that belief fit. I've reached some conclusions since then. Traditional religious explanations no longer persuade me the way they once did. I don't expect to return to them simply because I wish I had more certainty. That's a change from how I understood myself years ago. But rejecting explanations that don't convince me hasn't answered every question. I still wonder whether there is a God, whether existence has any larger purpose, and what, if anything, happens when we die. An atheistic or existentialist view of life often makes sense to me. I can see how a person might live a meaningful life without believing in anything supernatural. I can also admit that I don't know everything. Living with schizoaffective disorder has influenced ho...