In my childhood, I argued about Christmas a lot. “You know,” I would say in a matter-of-fact tone, “Jesus wasn’t really born on December 25th.” I relished correcting people about the inaccuracies of their religious holiday and their little nativity scenes. Since then I’ve learned, you can be right and be wrong at the same time. I was right, Jesus most likely was not born on December 25th, but I was dead wrong for thinking that rudely arguing that point was somehow pleasing to God.
I can relate to this post a lot. It’s so easy to get into academic arguments over trivial matters and neglect the essence of what it means to follow Christ.