Tag: Jesus

It didn’t make sense to me that Christians were preaching a gospel they themselves weren’t following.

"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."

"We don’t have to have massive amounts of faith to be delivered from anxiety and depression."

She had the option to either live or die, and she didn't want either.

"See, here’s the deal. Any time the church attempts to mimic the world, in any way, it comes off as a terrible parody. It just doesn’t work."

"We all do wrong. Nobody’s perfect. It didn’t matter if you’ve been saved your whole life or you walk into my church with full-on tattoos. I accept them for who they are."

"I’ve been ignored, called names, and spit on; not only as a black man, but also as a black police officer."

We may not be called to give up our jobs or leave our families in the same way, but walking with Jesus is far more than adding God as a helpful accessory to our busy lives.