Contemplating “Stunted”
As I drew this picture a vivid childhood
memory came to mind. I was standing on
the sidewalk next to my elementary school.
My mother and Mr. Huff, the principle, were standing next to me. We were looking up a long steep curved sidewalk
admiring the huge new addition that more than doubled the size of the
school. I still remember how steep that
sidewalk was had how large the new elementary school addition seemed. But when I drive by my old elementary school
today it looks much different than I remember.
That sidewalk isn’t very steep and that large building, well, it isn’t
very large. As we grow our perspective
changes. What seemed one way as a child
seems much different as an adult.
Faith is the same. Our eight-year-old theological beliefs,
ideas, and structures fit us quite well when we were eight-years-old. If, however, we continue to adhere to that
same faith as grown adults we are bound to feel confined and frustrated. We are trying to live and function in a faith
that no longer fits. I don’t believe
this means God changes, I believe it means that as our hearts and minds become
more open to God, God reveals to us a much larger faith then we could have
imagined as a child. This adult faith
often requires much grappling but it is also one that is very spacious and
wonderful and fits us quite well.
1.
What Scripture passages come to mind
as you look as this picture?
2.
What happens when we have a faith that
is a few sizes too small for us?
3.
What does a faith that is too small
look like?
4.
What is the difference between this
negative idea of a faith that is too small and the positive idea of having
childlike faith?
5.
What tends to keep you confined in a
smaller faith?
6.
Can your faith ever be too big? Why or why not?