[one November] into what sun remained in the day, [seeking] for a proof for the existence of God” (ix). Here is how he describes the beginning of a journey that, so it seems to me, has only just begun:
I was a freshman in college and had just finished a meeting with a teaching assistant. The department house’s heavy wooden door thudded shut behind me. Light; truth. A sensation flooded me with the semblance of logic, without the words to describe it or instructions to complete it. I still couldn’t even say if I believed in God or not. Yet there it was: a promissory note, at least, for propositions and definitions and conclusions to come, with the vowel-y echo in my ear of the word proof.
Hurrying down the steps and across campus, past buildings standing at attention all around, I had no idea how to write my discovery down. . . . I would start to think through the steps in words and sequence but then get stuck. Stuck–that’s what I was, in more ways than one. The idea of a proof had caught me, or caught up to me. There was no turning back. After just a few months, I would be baptized a believer (italics are his, ix).
Now, you must admit that this is not your usual Christian conversion story, nor a popular account of a new spiritual beginning that fits so many predictable story lines . I cannot recall the story of a student of mine, or a book that I’ve read, that begins in quite this way. A young guy without faith at all walks out of an academic building in his freshman year and feels a “promissory note” was given to him which would later be supported by “proof.” But I am already ahead of myself here.
This book is, if it is anything at all, young Schneider’s story of discovery. How did the ancient Greeks, and the medieval Arabs, intellectually support their ideas of God? What about the greatest philosophers down through the ages? And more to the modern point how do Christians today respond to the attacks of atheists and anti-Christian intellectuals who seem to be on a mission to destroy what they believe to be the myth of faith, especially the Christian faith?
What follows is an intriguing and readable history of how great minds have wrestled with the biggest questions in religion, at least for the traditional religions such as Judaism, Christianity and Islam. Schneider handles complexity with ease and yet never sacrifices nuance and sound understanding to his popular style and writing. His bottom line will be surprising, especially to those who are invested in this kind of apologetics and philosophy – people on both sides of the God divide are a lot closer to one another than they might think. This prompts author Kathryn Lofton, in her endorsement statement, to say, “If Walter Kaufmann (a robust professor of philosophy) and Annie Dillard (a popular modern author on both religion and other subjects) had a love child, it would be Nathan Schneider. Part philosophy junkie, part spiritual seeker, all journalist, Schneider takes us on a tour of proofs for the existence of God.”
I will say more about this book tomorrow but let me finish today by saying that Schneider does not find an ultimate proof but rather a deep confrontation between the human self and the world that allows him to become a “gifted observer of the human condition” (Kathryn Lofton).
The question underlying this entire book is one that has intrigued me since I first started seeking for my own evidence of God’s existence. Since I grew up in a devout Christian home I did not begin to ask this question until I had left a secular campus in early 1969 only to run into some rather skeptical and unbelieving ex-Christians who had a background much like my own. This happened when I landed, of all places, on the campus of Wheaton College in January 1969. I had thought that this would be a place that was “safe” for preserving the faith of all Christian young people but then I did not expect to have a roommate who had walked away from the faith when I moved into my dorm during my first semester at Wheaton. This had a radical impact on me and forced me to intellectually grow up, which was (in the end) the major reason I had left Alabama to enter Wheaton in the second term of my sophomore year.
There is a fine podcast about this book that is given by the author on the publishers website. You can listen to it here.