"I'm too smart to believe in ancient myths and supernatural miracles."
How it sounds in your head: Virgin births and resurrections sound like every other mythology. Modern people know better. Believing in miracles is like believing in Santa—fine for kids, but I've outgrown it.
"But the natural man does not receive the things of the Spirit of God, for they are foolishness to him; nor can he know them, because they are spiritually discerned."
-- 1 Corinthians 2:14Naturalistic worldview that assumes physical reality is all there is, eliminating possibility of divine intervention.
His history class compared Christianity to Greek myths. Science explains what people used to attribute to God. Believing in the supernatural feels like regressing to pre-Enlightenment thinking.
Saul was an educated Pharisee who thought Christianity was foolish myth, persecuting believers with intellectual superiority. Jesus appeared to him in blinding light, and he was instantly converted and healed.
I REFUSE the lie that intelligence requires rejecting the supernatural. IT IS WRITTEN that spiritual things are spiritually discerned, not intellectually limited. If God created matter, miracles are small. I am BARAK BLESSED with wisdom beyond naturalistic assumptions. IT IS WRITTEN that Saul the scholar was stopped by supernatural encounter and instantly believed. I receive humility to accept that my logic doesn't define reality, and the Father's ways transcend my understanding.
The Father doesn't need your permission to exist or work miracles—He just invites you to see what's already true. The empty tomb doesn't care if you believe it; it's still empty.