As a teenager, I pictured my faith like a china doll on a shelf. I had a pretty spirituality, something to both enjoy and show off. It was helpful and brought me feelings of peace. I was proud of my faith, and perfecting it (which seemed like an attainable goal at the time) was my aim.
Tag: Perspective
Reclaimed Perspective: Brokenness and Disappointment
The first time I ever visited Colorado Springs, I arrived after dark. I was excited to wake up the next … More