Do you ever feel like you don’t know enough? I often do. I feel it now.
But I have to ask: know enough for what?
To make a decision. To take an action. Both.
Thinking I don’t know enough puts me at a standstill. I’m frozen in time, inactivated, suffocated, inert. I’m gripped tight by an intellectual/emotional straight jacket that grieves my soul. What can I do?
Apologetics has taught me the value of facing doubts in my worldview -why not also my personal doubts?
I believe that for every problem there is a solution that can be found, therefore it’s merely a matter of sorting out the “cause and effect”. In other words, if I discover the cause of the effect I can then go to work to repair or remove that cause.
Let’s analyze this.
To say “I don’t know enough” assumes the premise: “the more I know the better decisions I can make and actions I can take”. But is that true? And even if it were true, taken to its logical conclusion infinite knowledge would be required for inerrant decisions and perfect actions. And since only God has that ability, and we aren’t God, none of us can live by that standard. The only option we have is to make decisions and take action based on the finite knowledge at hand, otherwise we continually wait to “know enough” until we’re dead! Perfectionism is a death sentence. A form of suicide! A license for perpetual procrastination! We don’t have time for that!
But let’s back up. Did you notice I avoided the question “Know enough for what?” with a general, philosophical response? I’ll corner myself now by asking a more specific question.
For what decision and action do I not know enough this morning?
“I‘ve decided I don’t know enough to regularly write an Apologetics blog.” Now we’re getting somewhere! Which prompts yet another question.
How is it I know enough to decide I don’t know enough to decide I know enough?
Wait what?! I know, it gets convoluted doesn’t it? Kind of a fun riddle to unravel when you look at it logically. The whole argument falls apart in light of its inherent absurdity. Apparently, the cause of my reticence to write an Apologetics blog is illogical! The fatal flaw of perfectionism.
Now, a nasty little burr of illogic is something I can understand. A brooding cloud over my heart not so much.
Does knowing that make it any easier? I wrote this blog didn’t I?
More important than that, I’m reminded that a good Apologist must regularly clean the cobwebs and clutter of illogic from his own house.