My grandparents went through a bad experience themselves; they invested money in a church and got burned - the pastor had his own agenda - and my grandfather lost interest in the church after that. That was when I had the option to not go. 'Grandpa ain't going; I'm gonna stay with Grandpa.'
I was about 21 when I read that [Mere Christianity], and my faith was really being shaken during those days. Its a great, classic book.
It was the beginning of the war. I was twelve years old, my parents were alive, and God still dwelt in our town.
Nothing but an imperious intellectual and moral necessity can drive into doubt a religious mind, for it is as though an earthquake shook the foundations of the soul, and the very being quivers and sways under the shock.
Plenty of church members are shaky about what they believe, while not many are shaken by what they believe.
The unutterable violence of the Holocaust shook our confidence in the possibility of telling any story of faith at all.
If your faith is in experiences, anything that happens is likely to upset that faith.
There are some things in this world you rely on, like a sure bet. And when they let you down, shifting from where you've carefully placed them, it shakes your faith, right where you stand.
