Stating My Bias
I grew up in a Christian home. My father is a preacher; that makes me the son of a preacher man. I was always in church. I can walk most churches blindfolded. I know the feel of hard, wooden pews. I know the sound of tile floors and the smell of stale classrooms. I am very familiar with church life and church culture. I know all the Sunday School stories of David and Goliath, Abraham and Isaac (yes, that one still bothers me a little), Jonah and the big fish (it was very important to my teachers that I remember that it was not a whale -- whales are mammals, and we cannot have the biblical writers getting their categories confused). I learned to recite the books of the Bible about the same time I learned to recite the alphabet. I am steeped in this belief system. I cannot remember a time when I wasn't "inside".
I believe the Christian faith is true. I believe that, in many ways, it is the only faith that is true. I desperately want it to be true. I need it to be true. It is the core of my life. Without it, my life would tumble into a million little pieces.
Stating that explicitly is not stating my bias, however.
Wanting something to be true -- needing something to be true -- does not make that thing true. None of what I have said thus far negates the viability or integrity of my faith. It does not prove it; it does not disprove it. I believe the Christian faith to be true, independent of my belief in it. I believe this because I believe it has been shown to be true -- in an objective sense.
Someone just winced.
Objectivity is a loaded term, and we'll get into that later. For now, I am stating my bias. Here it is: I am biased in favor of truth and away from falsehood.
I suppose calling that a "bias" might be a distortion of the terminology. Still, there it is.