When I came to the States three years ago, I never expected that I would have to justify my claim to be a Fundamentalist. My convictions in the Fundamentalist persuasion were painstakingly wrought on my soul by countless hours and days of wrestling in mind and spirit with the truths of Scripture. Yet, hardly had I landed in the US of A, when I was challenged. I shall not give details. Suffice it to say that God knows those things. He is able to judge where I have sinned (and I have sinned) and where others have sinned against me (and they have). What men say is of little concern to me, but there are times when one must make himself very clear.
I penned these words in my journal three years ago. I still believe them. My Fundamentalist acquaintances will certainly take issue with my scrawling. My Evangelical friends will think I’m foolish to embrace such a stigmatized name. I happen to be one Fundamentalist that wants to keep the name. (Although I like Bauder’s “paleo-evangelical.”) I embrace the stigma, because I also embrace the substance of what Fundamentalism means to me. Now, for my journal.
I have spent some extended time in thought and research about what I believe as a preacher of the Word of God. It seems apparent to me that the movement of Fundamentalism was born in the hearts of men with whom I feel a strong affinity. These men cherished the Word of God above all other men. They were prophets with a burning zeal for accuracy and they cared not which way their reputation fell as long as they cut right through the middle.
I am a Fundamentalist because my heart synchronizes with those valiant men of the early twentieth-century who were mavericks in the establishment because they were obsessed with the Authoritative Word.
I am a Fundamentalist because my soul yearns for complete domination of the whole Bible on the total person.
I am a Fundamentalist because my greatest and unattainable aspiration is to have the same theologically sharp and biblically saturated mindset of the writers of the Fundamentalist articles.
I am a Fundamentalist because doctrinal error within the movement is just as repulsive as doctrinal error without. My ears ache for a preacher who will stand up as a prophet of the Word and denounce our denominational culture.
I am a Fundamentalist because I don’t mind being called a Fundamentalist.
I am a Fundamentalist because I don’t mind being denounced as a non-Fundamentalist.
I am a Fundamentalist because I am militant and ready to fight for what is crystal clear in the Word of God.
I am a Fundamentalist because I will not compromise under pressure to the lusts of men or to the false security of self-righteousness.
I will preach unflinchingly, and unfailingly the Written Word into the face of all my hearers. I will fight not only for a clear trumpet sound, but I shall call for the conformity of all believers to the Revealed Written Word of God.
I am a Fundamentalist.
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