What If Christianity Were True?

☕ A Quiet Meditation Over Coffee

Sit with me a moment.

Breathe.

Let’s imagine… What if Christianity were true? Not believed to be true. Not argued to be true. But known.

☕ The Day Faith Took a Bow

Picture it:
A cave.
A clay jar.
Inside it are scrolls with Jesus’ own handwriting.

No debates. No scholars arguing over Greek verbs. No “Well, my pastor says…” conversations.

The words are clear, undeniable, and—most shocking of all—gentle:

“Yes, I am who I said I am. Yes, love wins. And no, you don’t need to fight about it. Drink some wine. Share some bread. Relax.”

Faith respectfully bows, lifts its hat, and exits the stage.

There’s no more need to believe.

We know.

☕ All the Churches Breathe the Same Air

Imagine a Sunday morning where no one argues about hymns, communion bread, or which translation of the Bible is “most correct.”

The Vatican, the Baptists, the Orthodox, the Methodists—everyone simply shrugs and says:

“We all read the same scrolls now. Let’s just… be kind and get on with it.”

There are no denominations anymore. No creeds to memorize.

Just a shared, quiet understanding.

People gather not to prove their doctrine but to practice love—like yoga for the soul.

☕ The Knowing That Changes Nothing (and Everything)

Here is the strange part:

Knowing does not make us better.

Greed still whispers. Ego still shows up early for church. Someone still complains that the coffee at fellowship hour is too weak.

Jesus’ newly found writings include a line that makes everyone chuckle uncomfortably:

“Knowing is easy. Doing is challenging. That’s why I told stories instead of writing rule books.”

And isn’t that true?

Truth can fill your head. Love must fill your hands.

☕ The Irony of Proof

With proof, there’s no mystery left to wrestle with.

No more late-night prayers whispered into the dark. No more trembling hope. No more doubts to hold tenderly like a fragile bird.

And some people—quietly, secretly—miss that.

Faith, for all its confusion, had softened us.

Now, with absolute truth carved into history, we risk growing proud. We know the answer, so we stop asking the question.

And maybe the question was always the point.

☕ So What If…

What if Christianity were true? Could Christianity be genuinely and unquestionably true?

Then perhaps nothing changes at all.

Truth, whether inscribed on stone, scrolls, or our hearts, becomes significant only when we embody it.

Jesus might smile at our certainty, sip His coffee, and say,

“Good. Now love one another. That was the whole thing, remember?”

☕ Sit with that. Sip slowly.

Knowing is easy.
Loving is the work.
And maybe, just maybe, that’s the only truth we ever needed.