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Let’s do a bit of teaching on Apologetics today.
I like to teach and help others when it comes to defending the faith. In ten years of writing, I’ve learned a lot from my mistakes.
Yesterday, I wrote a post talking about misguided compassion and what that looks like.
A man showed up who thew up a link for me to read on why people need to leave the Catholic Church and then he posted a meme that said, “If your holy book condones slavery you have no right to speak on morals.” I’m paraphrasing, but that was the gist.
Now, years ago, I would have taken the bait and started arguing with him on the slavery meme.
Don’t do this.
Always bring your interlocutor back to the issue at hand, which in this case was my post.
I asked him, “What specifically, about what I’ve written here, do you take issue with?”
He responded back with, “Doesn’t your book say something about lying?”
Again, don’t take the bait. I asked him a question about the topic at hand, don’t let him try to deflect by asking a question like that. He knows the answer; he knows the Bible speaks against lying. So, this is a deflection tactic. Stay on topic.
I said to him, “You didn’t answer my question. What specifically about what I’ve written here do you take issue with? Don’t deflect. Just answer the question.”
He proceeded to delete everything. He then private messaged me and told me what a horrible person I am and how I’m on the wrong side of history. And, here’s the kicker…he blocked my ability to comment back to him.
Cowardice.
For many people that try to attack the Faith, especially the ones that aren’t serious at all, you simply need to ask them questions about the topic at hand. They don’t want to really engage you but instead they just want to make you run around putting out fires.
Don’t let them.
Recently, I’ve had five people delete whole conversations because I was forcing them to stay on topic and defend their position. They couldn’t and so they deleted because they saw the weakness of their position.
We have truth on our side, Catholic Pilgrims, do not be afraid. Continually educate yourself about the Faith and pray for graces.
Live the Faith boldly and travel well.
ITALY PILGRIMAGE
‘Journey with the Saints’
OCTOBER 23-31, 2023
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