I often say that I’m a disingenuous Christian. While I realize that many of the claims that Christianity makes are subject to empirical falsification (or, alternatively, verification, if you don’t like Popper), it does not really matter to me whether Christianity is true. I would still be a Christian even if I knew that “Christianity” was manifestly untrue.
I am here, of course, trying to undercut the enterprise of modern apologetics. While I admit to having a tremendous love for almost all aspects of the Christian tradition (hence my church posts), even in all its many myriad foibles and despicable moral failings, the central factor of Christianity remains for me the liberating potentially of Jesus Christ as proclaimed in the gospel for the poor and oppressed, and not how philosophically convincing it is in explaining how the universe came to be. Ultimately, then, my Christianity does not hinge on whether Jesus is the Second Person of the Trinity or any other equivalent theological minutia. Theodicies are a particularly disgusting example of this, and they should be recognized as standing firmly outside the Christian tradition. The Christian response to evil and injustice is not to philosophically downplay its existence and excuse God from any culpability in its reality, but to look to Jesus Christ and fight to overcome it.
I am not trying to insulate Christianity’s claims from empirical investigation or corroboration. Heaven forefend, I think all theologoumena – the doctrine of creation, for example – should be subject to the most rigorous investigation possible. While I may be a disingenuous Christian, I am not a self-deluding one. I certainly want to know whether it is true or not, but its truthfulness is not a condition for me being a Christian. If Christianity is recognized as being un-true, the only truly Christian response to that is to loudly and forthrightly admit it.
Even then, though, I will still with the church confess Christ as κύριος.