Sunday, June 3, 2012
Why I Don't Enjoy Reading My Bible
I confess no. I generally don't enjoy reading my Bible. Why?
Because more often than not, I don't hear Paul, Matthew, Peter or Jesus. Instead I hear Bruce, Craig, Blomberg or Warfield. This isn't such a bad thing, but it really began to bug me about a year ago.
I think it boils down to a few different things. I dislike hearing voices in my head, pointing out Greek words, various meanings and whether or not Matthew 25 is indeed a parable.
I dislike having to digest the words of other people when the words on the page are what I'm trying to ponder. I do think we need translators and commentators, but I am annoyed that we seem to create symmetry between their words and the words of Scripture.
But none of this really means much. Often, it feels like one has to read the Bible in order to defend it, not to learn from it. As I read through Judges and various prophetic books, I instantly began to wonder how to "defend" the character of God. Or if these verses are historical, or mass interpolations. Sexism, racism, murder, rape and all those friendly evangelist themes that don't quite fit on the back of a Bible tract.
It isn't much to explain, but to simply reflect on such thoughts often helps to put one's mind on the right track. To wonder about the scope and character of God, but to also reflect on our own mortality and character. Either way, the Bible offers quite a bit to chew on.
God help us if we're wrong, and God help everyone else if we're right.