Though I have not seen, I believe.
Though my intellect searches and seeks to piece together puzzles beyond my comprehension, I find each question encouraging me to believe.
Every time I get frustrated with the overwhelming emotionalism of modern spirituality, I find You in my frustration.
When close-minded hatred challenges me to pull away, my own faults and fallacies encourage me to dig deeper.
When overly intellectualized theologies fight for the top of some fake hill, I grit my teeth and shake my head as walls rise and “heathen” are separated from “saints”.
It sickens me to see trendy terse one liners take over.
As my stomach churns, a belief in You grows.
When prideful trust in the collective us began to weaken, I began to actually understand – “we becoming less and You becoming more” is the cornerstone to “Your kingdom come and Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.”
I now find all studies to make me approved weaken the me in me and increase my ability to believe when everything else tells me not to.
I love You…