Spiritual

As children of God, we feel like when we fail God is absent, sitting up high on a cloud, smirking over the idiocy of His creation. We cower under fear of this cruel world because we think we are alone. We assume Dad has left us to our own devices.

And I reckon as Christians we all are.

"This just does not happen in our industry."

She claims "God has called her to congregational ministry as well as LGBTQ education and advocacy."

"What would you say to someone who has ‘fallen out of love’ with their spouse?"

As a Christian who has also struggled with depression to the point of putting a gun to my head at age 21, I am bewildered and bemoaning the loss of his life. Unfortunately, this tragic loss is a harsh reality of depression yet a beautiful reminder that Jesus is greater still. 

"The reality is, you wouldn’t dare say that someone who died of cancer is going to hell just because of their illness, would you?"

That’s where our problems lies, ladies and gentleman. We are a generation of busy Christians, Christians much too hurried to have time for the Bible. We assume Sunday is enough, flipping rapidly through whatever verse the preacher reads out loud, forgetting that the man on the pulpit is also just a man.