Everything Happens for a Reason: And Other Lies I've Loved

by Kate Bowler

I became certain that when I died some beautiful moron would tell my husband that “God needed an angel,” because God is sadistic like that.

What would it mean for Christians to give up that little piece of the American Dream that says, “You are limitless”? Everything is not possible. The mighty Kingdom of God is not yet here. What if rich did not have to mean wealthy, and whole did not have to mean healed? What if being people of “the gospel” meant that we are simply people with good news? God is here. We are loved. It is enough.