For many, a stumbling block to belief in Christianity is that it is so specific. The virgin birth, the incarnation of God in a real man named Jesus, in a particular place at a particular time, who did and said specific things, was crucified, rose from the dead, ascended into Heaven, sent the Holy Spirit on Pentecost, appeared to Saint Paul on the road to Damascus, is seated at the right hand of the Father, and will come again. How can it be that this set of specifics is true and all other sets of specifics, the stories of Mormonism, Buddhism, Islam, Hinduism, materialism, the Greek and Roman pantheons, are false?
Many believe that it makes more sense that all of these sets of specifics are just imperfect pointers to a transcendent truth that is above all such details, a truth that resides in a dimension where there are no specifics. But what does that mean? Of what use is a Truth that has no actuality? Truth must necessarily include some things and exclude other things. It has to be specific. It must be concrete. And how could it be anything other than implausible and unexpected?
Jesus said, “I am the way, the truth, and the life.” Buddha didn’t say that. Mohammed never said that. Neither did Apollo. Was He lying? Was He delusional? The only way to know is to follow Him and see.