“For those who guide this people are leading them astray; And those who are guided by them are brought to confusion” (Isaiah 9:16, NASB).
It was verbal professorial blitzkrieg. Seven weeks of World Religions Class with a textbook that listed seven major world religions, but the professors had spent at least four weeks trying to dismantle the Bible, the God of the Bible (i.e. the only true God), and Christianity. They attacked and attempted to undermine from every angle, appealing to feelings, to subjectivity, to modern “understanding”, etc. They questioned everything, led the witnesses, and sat as judge and jury. They prosecuted, but never defended.
And I was still stunned and overwhelmed. I was not yet prepared or ready to jump into the debate. I saw how the professors played the game. I saw how they took cheap shots in jest, then dodged, got serious, moved in and out of the subject matter, asked questions out of left field, etc. I was like a child watching and timing their verbal game of jump rope, trying to get the timing right in order to jump in. Yet I was fully aware that I am a much better communicator and debater on paper, than with the spoken word. The time had not yet come, but it would.