I definitely thought I’d be the last candidate to be asked to share her off-beat testimony at a church small group, but somehow I was. The first two minutes won’t be surprising to anyone who has read Confessions of a Prodigal Daughter, but the last two minutes are a big step for me: you know you’ve found a good church if you can admit that sometimes you feel agnostic, and still be encouraged to speak.
Talking about where I am today, spiritually, was more important than rehashing the last 8 years of faith, because I’m not that same bright-eyed new believer anymore. Now I don’t hide what does and does not make sense, because authenticity matters more to me than winning people to my side with clever arguments.
I love that I can admit that I straddle a line between two faiths, am more confused than ever, and still be told I’m welcome.
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Published on July 12, 2015 18:12