We have practically been conditioned to expect God to be our helicopter parent. And if for some reason we don’t run to God to solve every little problem, from finding our car keys to deciding on color schemes for the nursery, we are told there is something deeply wrong with us spiritually. Phooey. Judging by the fact that our ancient, ambiguous, and diverse Bible is nothing at all like a Christian owner’s manual and that, likewise, the life of faith, from the minute we get out of bed in the morning until we hit the pillow at night, is rarely clear and straightforward, I have come to the
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