Being trustworthy means something more than just speaking factual truth.
It’s a growing experience, man.
But introverts do, on occasion, walk into parties. Sometimes even on purpose.
I had a belief that anything I didn’t enjoy, I should do. Anything that felt hard was automatically good for me.
“Birthdays are dumb,” said my husband, on his birthday. “Why would you celebrate? It’s not like being a year older is that impressive of an accomplishment.”
Recently I’ve seen and heard in several places that we were never meant to have access to this much information, and we were not designed to see this many pretty people.
We always care more about ourselves than we do about anyone else, but what if that’s more than just part of our brokenness? What if we were deliberately designed to be this way?
What if the entire premise of the gospel rests on the belief that you are selfish?
Sometimes the thing that makes me angriest about religion is how terribly we’ve twisted the idea of God. The essence of God is something like this: we… Read more “The Idea of God”
I still have a momentary brain-scrambled feeling when I sit down with a new kind of form in front of me.