“…nor any end to reasons for confessing that Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.”
Given that Jesus himself penned absolutely none of the canon-to say nothing of the fact that it is impossible to conclusively establish Jesus ever existed, much less that he was god incarnate-the NT cannot be considered comprehensive, authoritative or accurately reflective of Jesus’ teachings. Thus, any attempt to live what Jesus might have considered a “Christ-centered” life according to an unauthorized compendium of miraculous anecdotes, alleged quotes and rambling missives about, but not sanctioned by the protagonist is perpetually problematic, at best, and an utter impossibility in the most absolute sense, if Jesus wasn’t “real”.
(The furtive effort to emulate a messiah who didn’t personally express his “good news” in written form has proven hard enough for the 35,000 divergent sects who insist that are the only “true” Christians. However, if Jesus never actually walked this planet, the task of living as he did is as impossible as attempting to take flight on a nonexistent magic carpet.)
So I disagree.
There is one very good reason to stop confessing that Jesus was somehow different from any other human or to believe that anyone who has ever lived is necessarily less a child of god than Jesus was. That reason being not only that this assertion is categorically refuted by an alternative but equally judicious reading of the gospels which we do have but, more importantly, the reality that each of us has the potential to be one with his maker can be confirmed, personally and by anyone, through the ongoing work of divine consciousness, AKA, the Holy Spirit.
And okay, call me a troll, a provocateur, or a purveyor of misinformation for expressing these facts. The site moderators can even cancel me on the grounds that I am not an Adventist or even a “proper” Christian, if they like.
The problem with any of that, however, is that I don’t accept that any of those unsubstantiated appellations apply to me, just as I don’t acknowledge any such detractors as my potential audience. In short, I don’t believe their assumptions and assertions about me anymore than I’m convinced that Paul née Saul necessarily had a better line of communication with Jesus and/or god than does my Boston Terrier/French Bulldog mix
Instead, I’m addressing some teenager in an SDA boarding school somewhere, who like myself, is sicken unto tears after having been trolled by EGW and her sycophants 24/7 for his entire life, or any other supposed “original sinner” who longs for a comprehensive respite from the incessantly self righteous edicts of Seventh Day Arrogance, in their over-arching specificity, and organized religion’s self-assumed superiority over secular philosophical discourse, in general.
My experience convinces me that while walking the path of skepticism about all such institutions, as well as maintaining doubt in all of their hierarchies, one can stumble upon the truism that the journey itself is the destination and that our creator, rather than existing as a quasi-anthropomorphic transcendent being in some pie-in-sky heaven, is an integral and ever present part of one’s ever evolving life process.