James K A. Smith recently offered a short little reflection under the title: “(Liberal) Skepticism vs. (Orthodox) Doubt”. Here’s an extract:
“…There are certain streams of "emerging" Christianity, which seem to think that doubt is some revolutionary new stance that has finally had permission to emerge now that we are "new kinds of Christians."
… It seems that those who think permission to doubt is some radically new possibility for Christians are the same people who think that a concern for justice is some "secret message" of Jesus heretofore hidden from Christianity--when, in fact, it just means that it was hidden from them in the pietistic enclaves of their early formation. In a similar way, doubt is as old as faith. As Kierkegaard suggested in one of his journals, "doubt comes into the world through faith." As I've suggested elsewhere, some of our greatest saints have been our greatest doubters, too. Some of our exemplary believers have also been masters of suspicion. The new kind of doubters have nothing on the likes of Graham Greene or Mother Teresa or Bernanos' country priest or Endo's Jesuit missionaries…”
You can read the full post here. Note to self: I must re-read my copy of The Diary of a Country Priest, a novel by Georges Bernanos.
Doubt and the questions which doubt gives voice to have been important parts of my journey; a journey characterized less by certainty than a willingness to live – to some degree – with mystery and with darkness. But its more than that; its also about being willing to have courageous conversations, to being willing to live on the edge rather than at the centre, to being willing to take responsibility for resourcing ones own journey; to being willing and able to be deeply self reflective and critical, and its about what a recent correspondent and fellow wayfarer described as “remaining consistently enquiring over the years.”