Recently, there has been a 'confessions' meme circulating the internet that looks to be really interesting. Though I'm still somewhat unsure as to its broader purpose, it does seem to do a good job clarifying the various influences, speculations, and approaches that impinge upon our Christian thinking (and upon the thinking Christian).
I confess that I believe orthopraxy trumps orthodoxy (right living > right thinking), even though I spend much more time on the latter.
I confess that I really don't understand or practice discipline...[yet].
I confess that most of my theological influences have been from high church, paedobaptist, Real Presence, reformed and Roman Catholic thinkers.
I confess that much of my theology is probably more Wright than right, and possibly more Chestertonian than Chalecedonian.
I confess that I want to be filled with joy and hope much more than my face or my heart normally shows.
I confess that academic rigor often seems more trustworthy than common sense (which is often both uncommon and nonsensical).
I confess that I probably read more blogs and electronic essays than I do real books.
I confess that, in my view, denominations tend to be tendentious. For the most part, they seem to distract us from God's purposes in the world so we can focus our energies on clarifying the differences between us and them. It has turned many well-meaning, thoughtful Christians into heresy-hunters who care more about being right than spreading the gospel.
I confess that I make up most of my arguments on the spot...and then promptly forget them.
I confess that I know virtually nothing of anabaptist thought.
I confess that I'm fed more from Bible studies, random discussions, and radio programs than from going to church on the Lord's day.
I confess that my attempts to defend, empower, and extol church fellowship are more of an effort to convince myself than to convince others.
I confess that most of my deeply rooted friendships (aside from family relationships) are not rooted in the church.
I confess that, in my life, the workings of the Spirit are shrouded mysteries, and I tend to mistrust those who think the Spirit is simple and clear.
I confess that I don't know if pacifism is a proper part of the Christian life.