Here I am, sitting behind my keyboard on a beautiful Monday morning. And not just any Monday morning. The Monday morning after another failed attempt by a doomsday deceiver to predict the date of Jesus return.
And I have to admit, sprinkled amidst my mild irritation and crass cynicism is a little bit of sadness.
I’m sad that hundreds, if not thousands, of people liquidated their worldly possessions because they believed the rantings of a false prophet.
I’m sad that The Church is once again being marginalized in the main stream because of a crazy man.
And I’m sad that the expiration date on jokes about the asininity of Camping’s predictions may be running out of shelf life.
I guess I can start using all my May 21 “End of the World” t-shirts for mowing the grass. (See, there are just so many of them!).
But beyond my melancholy, this May 21 concoction also has me pondering some interesting questions. Where is the line between faith and delusion? Are they related? Taken to an extreme, does sincere faith always morph into a Harold Camping, or is that type of hallucination motivated by something completely different? Does faith require a complete exit from reality?
The mother who believes God will miraculously heal her critically ill baby, to the mother who refuses to take her baby to the doctor because that’s doubting God.
The man who refuses to worry because God is in control, to the man who refuses to save for the future because God promised to take care of him.
The family that orders their lives around Christ’s imminent return, to the family that sells their home to caravan around the United States warning of earth’s May 21 demise.
Faith to delusion? Where’s the line? Is there a line?
I have some definitive thoughts, but I’d love to start a conversation. What do you think? Is there a line between faith and delusion?