I rarely discuss religion in this blog, only making tangential reference occasionally (and I avoid politics like the plague - perhaps it is one???).
My faith is in fact just that -- FAITH. Faith that what I currently believe is even in the right ballpark, or universe. My views of the Christian faith and the efficacy of my attempts at adherence to its tenets have changed over time. I assume they will continue to do so.
In the discussions, debates, and arguments about right practice of that faith (and, boy, do we Christians have wide-ranging understandings and applications), I continually find myself trying to listen/read with an open mind. I seek to understand if there is something I am missing, or have missed, in my faith learning along the way. Some of the nuances and ambiguities seem intractable, even irreconcilable.
Always, I find myself thinking about what I know of Christ himself, and wondering how he might behave and react, were he in my boots. I never bought one of those "WWJD - What would Jesus do?" bracelets, but I find myself asking that question quite a lot.
Against that standard, I consistently find myself unworthy. Jesus seemed to embody and express LOVE in ways that I am not yet able.
I am eternally grateful for that "grace" component embedded in the Christian faith. It seems that may be my only salvation.