I think this was always one of those things in my Christian walk that kind of bothered me. Early on I asked more mature Christians the same question. Like, how? And most of the time I was told to just surrender.
"I had never been what I would call 'religious.' I've always believed that there was a god and I believed that there was a Jesus, but I've had doubts. I've been a doubter, before."
"I remember the weight. Feeling the darkness drag me down to a place I thought even God couldn’t go. Where I was a nothing and nothing really mattered. Where loneliness devoured my insides but no human being could fill the void. In that moment, I knew only the darkness."
"I write this because I feel like many people today struggle with knowing God’s voice, curious as to whether or not God is hearing their cries. Even in God’s silence there is power."
"It is 10 degrees and freezing cold. I look at his car and see his wife in the front seat covering her face and 2 teenage girls both cuddling under a blanket in the back seat."
"I don’t want you to be like her. I created you to be you. The things you see as flaws, I put those there. I thoughtfully formed your crooked nose and short legs. And even the flaws that the world has harshly placed upon you, I can work with those too. Don’t doubt what I can do."
