Testing

A word to the wise. This is an anonymous blog. But whatever I say in it is real.

Now that I've let that out in the open, I'll get on the gyst of this whole thing.

I'm a Christian, perhaps a recovering evangelical. I hate my church, and I'm sad that I hate it. But I'm happy that I'm not the only one. That thought doesn't necessarily justify my hate/scorn/apathy/frustration with my church. It just makes me feel better, clears my mind, and reminds me to have compassion. Okay. I don't know where that came from, or if it made any sense.

Like most Christians, I have struggles just as I have beliefs. Porn is one of them, aside from my frustration with church. Rebellion is one of them; tell me to one thing, I'll most likely do another. It may be undiagnosed ADD, but it's a problem.

So this is where I'll let it all out. Everything I've dreamt of, affirmations of scripture, a hope for healing for someone, and promises God dropped on my lap that I'm waiting to happen for which is testing my faith.

...and hopefully, the waiting won't be in vain.