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“That God that my mom thinks she serves—he’s so much smaller than who I think the real one is. The real one—to me, he’s everywhere, in everything. And sure, maybe he speaks through the Bible. But also maybe he speaks through Narnia, and Harry Potter despite J. K. Rowling lately, and the trees, and science, and the stars, and black holes and the ocean and the way the sky looks sometimes, and you can feel it in your chest.”
As a person who grew up going to church every single week ( multiple days a week) and that now gets PTSD one I see a church or "Christians" it gives me food for thought. I have seen so many injustice in the "church of God" Its always a competition of who is more Christian, who deserves to be chosen by the reverend or pastor. Always hearing gossip, tearing down other Christians for being a bit different. All of this is what you see in church and the reason a lot of people tend to get away from the church! The majority of Christians in church forgets how God is good and how everyone should not be judge since he will be the judge of us and if we genuinely do good and seek him for his love, we will get rewarded with eternal life.
“And I don’t think they’re not letting your mom into heaven because she didn’t believe in the God that modern Christianity claims to represent. I think he’s good.” I shrug. “And I think he loves everyone, and he wants everyone to be okay, and I think almost everyone who is, like, earnestly seeking God—people aren’t seeking that out of ego; they’re looking for the meaning of life and they’re looking beyond themselves for it—and, I mean, I don’t know anything, except that I think God is the kind of guy who when someone dies, he’ll sit there and sift through every heartfelt thought, every drunken
  
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“You want to get over someone quickly?” I stare over at him. “Feel everything. Every shred of loss, everything you’re missing now that they’re gone. On lonely nights, be lonely. When you’re sad, look it in the eye.
Trying to make someone commit to you who’s afraid of commitment is like trying to tie down a tarpaulin once a hurricane’s already started. I’m not doing that.
“Feelings change, Gige. They ebb and flow—I know you know that. You’ve been the primary support person for an alcoholic for the last six years, and you were what you were for Oliver out of love, not because of how you felt about him.”
I'll do whatever it takes out of love for my siblings without a doubt! <3 I am glad a have a good relationship with all of them















































