Looking back my best memories of the college days are of the fellowship. But... even at that my two best friends were atheists. I never was nor could be although I did try for a while. It would not work. I could not even be an agnostic. My personal experiences with God as a Catholic Altar boy were real. I knew nothing of what the Bible contained other than the stories the nuns told and what the priest would say during mass, but I had encounters with God for certain two times, once at age 6 during Catholic baptism and the second time at age 10 out in a field behind my grandmother's house.
What I heard during my college years really was nonsense, especially in a Philosophy class, but I knew nothing to say and kept my mouth shut. A lot of water under the bridge since then... Both of my friends were smarter than me as far as IQ I guess according to the grade averages... if that means anything, but they were both dummies with regard to some really important things... to me anyway. Nevertheless at the time they were good to me and helped me in some bad situations. God was working on my behalf even then even though I did not know until years later.
I had friends exactly like this when I was in the Air Force and even in late (junior and senior year) high school, I think. They were very dear to me, but had differing basic values.
In recent years I've had an awakening with regard to moving away from judging people as basically good or evil in favor of judging individual expressions and actions and, even so, with more compassion than I had previously.
I don't mean to suggest that you were judging your friends.
It's just that I read something about 10 or 15 years ago about the apparently uncharacteristic selfless or virtuous acts of people normally thought to be evil originating with impulses that are directly from Christ. It seemed biblical and had a profound effect on me. Of course, age and the trials of life tend to urge a need for compassion, as well.
I'm growing weary of exchanging views that are largely absent of nuance. I have no interest in the theological chess games that used to have some gruesome appeal for me. And I have a growing desire to know God in the way of Christ's prayer of John 17.
