The Faith that Faith Produced
…tion to have anything to do with Him. And, after enough of that, I wanted out. Out of the guilt and endless hand-wringing; a way to throttle that judgmental monster of my mind, to tell him to take a life-long time-out in the corner, euthanize him or expel him, deport or detain him—anything to give me some peace. I’d had enough of the questions, the doubts, the self-incrimination, the endless feelings of unworthiness, the inability to find myself i…
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