Most of us don’t know the way through our dark valleys because we’ve been discipled to believe we are supposed to rise above them. In Sunday school and sermons, we’re taught to want faith like a kite, truth that liberates and lifts us above the weary world. We’re discipled to tie up our painful emotions with string to the kite of Christ’s resurrection, as though the string could sail us on the wind over this world’s weaknesses, rising high into a cloudless sky, until our problems are out of sight. Faith is not a kite. It is a long walk on a dark night.
