This week I sat through a lecture covering evangelical Christianity’s lack of diversity. The professor made his way through his material and arrived at his illustration. He was discussing the life of Johnathan Edwards. To my surprise, Edwards believed slavery was not only permissible, but biblically supported.
Edwards had a blind spot. I have blind spots. You have blind spots.
It’s humbling to know this about ourselves, and it’s a healthy reminder that we haven’t ‒ nor will we ever this side of eternity ‒ completely arrived in our sanctification.
Later I heard a discussion two friends were having. One was struggling with matters of trusting the Lord, and the other was acting as an encourager.
That conversation pointed me to a solution. Blind spots are best handled within the community of Christ. I have never been known for my unshakable faith, but my mother has. So, when trying times come, I lean on her for reassuring, Scriptural encouragement that God is faithful to the end.
What are your blind spots? How do you deal with them? Do you overlook them, or do you submit them to the Lord and ask other Christians to help you tackle these areas?
The questions are hard to answer. That’s what makes them blind spots. That’s why we need others.
I propose we humble ourselves and look for others who are strong where we are weak. Let’s learn to rely on the strengths of our brothers and sisters in Christ till their gifts become our own.
