Where is the line between inspiration and insanity? When do we cross it? Faith claims to inspire, but what if losing your sanity comes with it?
A story I ran into during my crisis of faith happened right here in the valley where I live. A guy heard the voice of God. He was told to sacrifice his son much like Abraham and Isaac of the bible. He obeyed.
Unfortunately for his kid no angel showed up to stop him. He pled not guilty by reason of insanity.
But was he actually insane?
Something I think about particularly when debating religious believers of all faiths. It strikes me that the most devout always have a hint (or much more) of being a little nuts about them.
But I think you have to be a little crazy to think taking a knife to your kids throat is an honorable thing to do no matter who commands it.
Crazy comes part and parcel with religion. It has to. It is fundamental to buying into some of the most sadistic ideas that are foundational to the belief system.
And once you go nuts…. What’s gonna bring you back?
A plea bargain?