That is an interesting observation.
I have very good friend who takes a defensive posture every time I bring up my belief system.
I have watched him for 35 years now try crystals and sage, various other behavior counseling and he refused to budge.
He’s looking for answers... Married a MENSA wife, they have an incredibly gifted child. INCREDIBLY. San Diego junior orchestra incredible. Classical music competition winner incredible. All before she was 8.
His wife is an atheist. Christianity is beneath her, so it goes for him.
Plus I don’t think the ever really got over the time in high school when he challenged me and I knocked him out.
Now, he’s on the outs with his wife. No sex is 4 years I’m told. Lives for his daughter.
He says he’s part native American and it was Christians who slaughter is ancestors. Ancestry.com could clear this up.
We remain BEST friends though. We both have home recording studios and collaborate in the cloud now through Pro Tools 12.x.
I try to witness from time to time, but no light yet.
I don’t judge. I’m not qualified. Just hope his Crist opens his heart. I pray for this.
I used to think there were two types of people: Sheep and goats.
However, I’ve recently revised that thinking. I now think there are two general types, sheep and goats, and the “sheep” group is really two types of people: Found sheep and lost sheep.
I want to share the gospel with lost sheep but don’t want to waste time on goats. However, I don’t know which ones are the goats. So my solution is to not “badger” those that are not “found” sheep. Once they know where I stand and feel comfortable talking with me, we need only wait for the Lord’s timing to show them to not be a goat. And then the joy begins.
BTW, I compare the intellectual mind to an AM radio and the “spiritual self” to an FM radio.
You can have the world’s most powerful AM radio and have no FM radio at all. And sometimes having a very powerful AM radio causes one to depend on it too much.
Having a stellar intellect only makes you one of the smarter ants in the ant hill. You’r still just an ant.