Thirty-seven years ago today, so I’m told, I was born. I am certain I was there, but to be honest, I can’t remember any of it. So, I have to take other people’s word for it. It is something that I have to take on faith.
I’m sure that some people would scoff at that and say, “well, there is documentation that proves you were born that day at that time in that place. The documentation is conclusive proof.”
That sounds good, but people can forge documents. It happens all the time.
Ultimately, I have to trust that the people who signed the forms and the people that filed them were all honest people who were telling the truth. I have to trust that my parents have been telling me the truth for the past 37 years about the time and place of my birth.
By now you probably think I’m just paranoid and having a mid-life crisis or something.
No, I’m just trying to make a point.
People want to discredit the Bible by saying things like “You can’t know for certain that the Bible was written when it claims to have been written.” Or “How do you know that these men are really reliable historians?”
I could point to the historical accuracy of the Bible, the non-biblical writers who verify much of the information contained in it, and many other things which give proof that the Bible is reliable and that it is exactly what it claims to be. But all that evidence still isn’t going to convince some people.
To an extent, we have to take those things on faith. But it doesn’t take any more faith than it does for me to believe the birth certificate which says I was born on September 28th, 1978. The Bible actually has more evidence going for it than my birth certificate does. The funny thing is, no one doubts my birth certificate.
Then why doubt the Bible?