It can be a good thing if deeper theology, or philosophy, only makes one more uncertain. It may lead to a healthy doubt; he may throw his hands up saying, ‘God, I just don’t know anymore. If you’re out there, I’m giving it all to you.’ From there, after the surrender, he is allowing God himself, rather than theories, books, and documents, to take over and lead him into all truth.
It is better to hope than despair.
If gifted with unbelief, even when the train of success stops at your doorstep you will still miss it.
I was in doubt, and then everything took a hue of unreality, and I did not know what to trust, even the evidence of my own senses. Not knowing what to trust, I did not know what to do; and so had only to keep on working in what had hitherto been the groove of my life. The groove ceased to avail me, and I mistrusted myself.
Surely–But I am very off from that.
From surely. From indeed. From the decent arrow
that was my clean naivete and my faith.
This morning, men deliver wounds and death.
They will deliver death and wounds tomorrow.
And I doubt all. You. Or a violet.
So answer me, are you merely a cowardly Moses, pointing the way to the Promised Land but poisoned by doubt and so unable to cross the River Jordan?
The fear of God is not the beginning of wisdom. The fear of God is the death of wisdom. Skepticism and doubt lead to study and investigation, and investigation is the beginning of wisdom.
I hear it a lot “Heaven is under the women feet,
The search to know has always been characterized by the need to doubt, the need to be critical, including the need to be self-critical.
His grace lifts us in spite of us…it moves our lives forward on the conveyor belt of promise, even as we cling to our nagging doubts and unbelief.