A little boy heard the gospel, but just wasn’t sure about it. A well-intending woman, eager for him to ‘come to the truth’ told him that doubts were just the devil whispering in his ear, that she sometimes had doubts but she just told the devil to get lost.
She shut off his seeking, by telling him his questions were wrong.
Questioning is frowned on. Ask, but make sure the answers lead you to what we have already told you is the truth. That’s the only questioning that is accepted.
Dan Pearce has a good post up about asking versus questioning, and how sometimes there isn’t truth.
“I’d rather believe that where truth doesn’t exist, I won’t find it, than to believe that where truth doesn’t exist, I will only be deceived should I choose to look.
I’d rather die knowing that I searched with everything inside of me for truth than to die knowing that I searched for only that which I was told I should search for.
And, more than anything, I’d rather live knowing that truth was a beautiful thing worth seeking, and not something to fear or force myself into.
If I question everything and seek honest truth, and still I am deceived and tricked by unknown forces into a life ill-spent, then I have to believe that the system is upside down anyway. And if the system is that upside down, I don’t really want a part of it at all.
That is a truth I can honestly believe.”