Faith doesn’t look like being brave

At least my faith doesn’t look brave.

My faith looks like me being terrified.

“It will all work out.”
“Don’t worry.”
“It’s going to be okay.”
“Look for the good!”

These are things people say to help you have faith. At least that’s the idea.

I think most of the time people say these things because they’re uncomfortable with the raw, broken, messy, rough reality of… Continue reading

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Instinct vs intellect

That God is, perhaps, is the only belief I hold with any complete certainty.

And even in that, at least 40% of me knows full well that all this ‘evidence’ could be my own willful misinterpretation.

Fine.

Perhaps it is.

But whatever it is in me that calls out for Something outside of me is as insistent as the need to eat, the urge to write… Continue reading

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