Last night, after my Bible study group, I reflected on theology strengthening some people’s faith and unsettles others. My friend, someone I’ve known for sixteen years across various settings, asked questions during our Lent session. They were good questions: Why do we celebrate Jesus’ birth on 25 December? Why does Easter move? When was Jesus actually born? What evidence do we have? How did early Christians set these dates? Why is Ash the focus and not dust during Lent? Why is the Passover important? What’s the difference between Passover and the Last Supper?
I love these questions. They make theology come alive. I answered them historically, theologically, honestly. They said, “So everything I know is a lie? Everything we get told on a Sunday is wrong? Ever since joining this group it feels like everything is being blown apart.”


