Did God Make You Do It?

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One of the great theological head-scratchers through the ages regards man’s perceived free will versus God’s omniscience. If you’re not acquainted with the conundrum, it can be expressed like this:

    1. God knows everything that can be known, including what humanity perceives as the future.
    2. Since God knows what you’re going to do before you do it, you are incapable of choosing a different action.
    3. Ergo, you have no free will.

Science also tackles the concept of free will outside the constructs of theology, but we’ll leave the puzzle inside of how we understand God. The issue is that humanity certainly perceives that it has free will; to understand free will as illusory for whatever reason is contradictory to the human experience.

Assuming no outside coercive force, human beings take information in, contemplate it, make decisions, and take independent action. They form worldviews that are wildly divergent from one another, and which often change throughout their lifetimes. They act whimsically at times, taking actions that seem irrational or unpredictable. All of these seem to indicate a being with a freedom of will, and indeed, we perceive ourselves as being capable of choosing one thing over another at any decision point, no matter how predisposed we might be to one over another.

Adding God’s omniscience to the equation (clearly, I’m assuming an orthodox view of God, first that He is, and second that He timelessly knows everything), the human notion of free will is challenged, or at least questioned. Is God’s omniscience causal? That is to say, did God’s knowing something would happen before it happened make it so? Did God make you do it?

I posit that the answer to that question is “no”, and will develop that line of thinking from an evangelical Christian perspective in coming posts. Your comments, as always, are welcome.

Psalms 139:14-16 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there were none of them.

A Thanksgiving Reflection

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Psalms 100:4 Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, and bless his name.

I am thankful for those who criticize me, so that I remember I am not without flaws.

I am thankful that my children are an unbiased reflection of their parents. In them I am challenged as I clearly see the areas of my life that require change.

I am thankful for the glare of a dirty windshield on a bright winter day, for I recall I must clear life’s dirt from view to see the Son in all His majesty and glory.

I am thankful for the pebble in my shoe that aggravates me when I run. I know I must remove the pebbles hindering my life, or eventually I will be unable to run the race at all.

I am thankful for a peppering of gray hair, wrinkles gathering momentum, and scars that never leave. They remind me that this fragile body is temporary, and a glorious new one awaits.

I am thankful for work. With it I am saved from idleness, can meaningfully contribute to the community, and enjoy a fulfilling purpose from God.

I am thankful for the American freedom of speech, even as the definition changes with time and politicians. I can share my faith with anyone interested while still living quietly and peaceably with my world.

I am thankful for eternal life, a gift from God above through the sacrifice of His Son, Jesus Christ. With it, I am adopted into God’s family; I am a child of the King. I share in the majestic inheritance of my Heavenly Father. I have unrestricted access to my Lord, who loves me unconditionally, beyond my comprehension.