About me

Harold W. Anderson, Ph.D.

I remember a Sunday School class I was taking when I must have been around 9 or 10 years of age.  The kid that was teaching the class was attending college and studying to be a minister.  I’m not sure what this class was supposed to be teaching us, but the teacher decided we needed to understand the classic doctrines of the Church.  He talked about God; he talked about Jesus; and he talked about the Trinity.  God, he told us, was a triune God.  That meant that the Godhead was comprised of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, and all three of them form one God.  Three equals one.  Say what?  That just isn’t reasonable, I thought, and I began to ask him questions.  How can three be one?  If the three—the Father, Son and Holy Spirit—are all condensed into one, then what sense does it make to suggest that they are different?  Surely, this is a metaphorical way of thinking of God.  Okay.  I didn’t use the word “metaphorical” at that point in my life, but you get the picture.  I asked questions, more questions, and questions after that.  Resembling a ten-year-old Socrates, my questions finally got to the poor college student and he could no longer answer them.  He was frustrated and let me know that I shouldn’t ask so many questions about such important topics.

Read the entire autobiography on the blog page. It’s called “Harold and the Art of Asking Questions: A Short Autobiography.”

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