Over the last few months, there’s been a flurry of folks stating they are no longer Evangelicals, leaving behind that label for supposedly better appellative pastures.
Almost all that I’ve heard doing this are responding to the recent election in which a very high percentage of Evangelicals aligned with Trump.
That sentence is fraught with commentary potential, so much so that the very point of my post has already been sidetracked three and a half times. Erased sentences, one passionate rant now entirely subdued, and a google search history notwithstanding, I’m going to press on to my purpose.
Hi, I’m Patrick and I’m an Evangelical.
No, I’m not going to add any “yes, buts” or “howevers” and there will be nary a “post-” prefix to be found. I’m owning the label, come what may.
Why so bold? That’s who I am. I’m an Evangelical, and there’s just no getting around the fact without having to deny some significant aspects of my reality that I have no inclination to deny.
And if the label fits…
Before I get to why it fits so perfectly, I will add that I refuse to let others define the label for me, especially those whose motives are not in keeping with either the definition or the history of Evangelicals.
There are those who claim the label Evangelical that are nothing of the sort, and there are those who want to recast the label so as to undermine its history and contributions. I refuse to be cowed by either species and so enter the lists in defense of the title and myself.
I’m an Evangelical.
- I’m an Evangelical because of Confession.
- I’m an Evangelical because of Tradition.
- I’m an Evangelical because of Obligation.
All of these are important and together they lead me to an inescapable conclusion.