Faith is so easily tested, our view of God is so dependent on our circumstances. Yet despite our shortcomings, His love for us remains.
I am a Christian and I have grown up knowing a God of love, knowing a God whose heart broke with the rest of the world on that Saturday night.
When you’re faced with a mountain, remember that God always gives us strength to endure.
I assure you, no major religious scripture – that is not taken out of context – says to openly hate someone else.
“Christ did not hate, so neither should a “Christian” or any person who appreciates respect for the sake of being human.”
I should have seen it coming. I should have known after all those times of back and forth that my perfect vision of the future was a dream.
There’s no need to open up a wound that was given to God for healing. God knows what is best. He has a plan and it has not changed.
I sat there, very uneasy, myself a gay man. My father knew that. I had told him years ago. And he had said then:
“I will kill the boy who had sex with you!”
“Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.”
“I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh.” (Ezekiel 36:26)