A special meeting
When I was 12 years old I was invited to join the confirmation classes from the church.
The lessons were given by the pastor, and much to the pleasure of others present, I kept pointing him to Bible verses that were not in agreement with what he quoted from theologians.
After two lessons I received a letter to come to his house to talk about some things. I had no idea what those things would be. So when the date of the meeting arrived I was kind of curious where it was all about.
Much to my surprise the pastor was not alone. They were with four of them, pastors from different churches in the neighborhood. And on his desk there were some books, about which they were talking.
After a friendly introduction, I was told that they were talking about some theses from theologians and they were interested to hear how young people would look at it.
The evening turned out to become a Bible study meeting. I remember that they were going through different books, and that I was refuting the mentioned theses with Bible verses.
At the end of the evening they told me that they would like to have such a meeting again, but there never came a sequel to it.
I don’t know about them, but to me this was a special experience.
Later on, they made me feel so unwelcome that I decided to leave the church.
They kept telling me that what I said was the truth, but that there was no room for my ideas.
Meaning that there was no room for the truth? A few years later the church was gone and the building was sold to a funeral company, who is now using it for funeral meetings.
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