A few years ago, I had several Facebook exchanges followed by
a long phone call with an old friend I hadn’t seen since my mid-twenties. Now
in his late forties, he had suddenly become passionate about the Christian
faith. It was all he could talk about. Initially, I found his new
enthusiasm infectious. I was delighted to hear he was reading the Bible for
himself.
After an hour or two back and forth, however, it became
apparent that his newfound interest in the word of God had a very specific, narrow
focus bordering on obsession: mining Bible numerology for clues to understanding
the past and the future. The moment I tried to get practical with my old friend,
our conversation hit a brick wall.
Why was that, I wondered?