So I became a defender of biblical inerrancy, the belief that the Bible is completely true. By true, I mean accurate, a word carrying connotations of history, science, factual and physical observation, and impartiality. In my mind back then, there might’ve been a little room for poetic language, but I saw myth, fairy tale and realistic fiction labels as excuses not to take the Bible seriously and, therefore, out of the question.
Thinking thusly, “truth” is never “truth” and is never certain nor, conversely, something completely relative only to the idea and metaphorical formulation of a solitary and isolated mind.