To live peacefully with Muslims and Jews, Christians must put aside the notion that their faith requires the creation of a Christian kingdom on Earth, a Lipscomb University theologian told an interfaith gathering at the university.

"We are not going to get very far in our relationship with Jews or Muslims if we do not let go of this idea," Lipscomb professor Lee Camp said at Tuesday's conference.

I will tell you this...

I will not prefer the thinking of "things of man and not of God."
I will not love the unbeliever temporarily but hate them eternally.
I will not bend to the notion that existing and living are not so seperate.

I will not embrace convenience as a proxy for the Truth.
I will not be faux-existing with anyone.

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Let Them Eat Cake

Rejecting the Bread of Life and Relativist Thought in Modern Christianity

I politely asked a friend of mine once to please not call himself a Christian. This surreal moment in my life and faith came after he told me he thought it to be a real possibility that Jesus never existed; a concoction of the early Church meant to embody and embolden their philosophy. He said, however, that as a literary figure Jesus didn't stand for anything he expressly disagreed with so he still felt comfortable calling himself a Christian. God's love, you see, is big enough to save everyone - picking a certain mode, be it Islam to Hedonism, was just humanity expressing the sheer range of God's image.
When I suggested that Jesus, the hero of four paperback novels written prit near 2000 years ago, had said that He was the only way to the Father - the way, the truth and the life - when I suggested that this put a strain on his "Christianity" he responded that, yes, some portions of the Bible deserved some skimming...

Some time later I went to a place to conduct services, and met with fearful opposition. A man of great influence did all he could to break up the meeting. He lived close to the chuch, but refused to let any of his family attend. He even went so far as to have dance at his home to entice the young people from the services. The saints prayed earnestly, but could get no faith for his salvation. The meeting closed, and in less than a week later that man was in eternity. When on his deathbed he called for me to pray for him. I lifted up my voice to God, but my words would seem to fall back upon my heart with a thud, and the last words he was heard to utter were, "I am lost, I am lost!" I was asked to take the funeral service, and as I went to the mansion the oldest son met me at the door, and asked to pray that he might never live the life his father had lived. I have seen many sad homes, but the bereavement of this was greater than can be described. The house was filled with ungodly friends, who were trying to comfort the family. I asked God to give me a judgement-day message, and I preached damnation and eternal hellfire just as I thought the rich man in hell wanted Lazarus to preach to his five brethren.