I have had a rough few years, but I also had a great few years. This is a story about my life, but it is not a story about me.
Let me start in the Winter of 2009. My family lost my cousin Chris. I can honestly say this is the hardest thing I have ever gone through. It made me question God, his goodness, and even his love for me. I barely skated through the following months with a low opinion of him and the church. It took some quality time away, by myself on a spiritual retreat of sorts to begin to mend the relationship. Throughout that year I thought I was getting better, I thought God and I were getting better. But then I met a girl, and things went to hell. She was great, don’t get me wrong. I was a lunatic. I think all my deep seeded fears and emotions boiled to the surface. I was desperate, lonely, and ready to commit, this is a very potent and dangerous combination. I threw myself into it, head first. I gave myself over to the first thing that made me feel loved.
I knew then, that God and I were not okay.
At the same time I was taking my first class at Seminary called Spiritual Formation. Part of the class requirement was to meet with a Spiritual Counsellor. Their job is to help keep your spiritual life on track. The guy I met with had a lot of work ahead of him. Just as I was beginning to meet with him, my relationship, or lack thereof, with the girl fell apart. I was literally a mess. I didn’t know who I was, or who God was to me. I felt that I had given so much to God with so little in return. My counsellor suggested that I was not rooted in Christ, that in fact I had no Christian identity. I was too busy finding love from everything but God that I had completely missed the mark. It was the closest I have ever been to thinking, who am I and not knowing the answer.
Thus began a journey.
My counsellor made me dig into my past and root out issues I had. He made me face things I never thought I needed too. He told me that my friends, my family, my church are all great things, but none of them can sustain me like God can. I then began what I have come to call my revolution of biblical proportions.
If what I had learned to that date hadn’t drawn me to a place with God where I was passionate and comfortable with who I was, then maybe I needed to unlearn and relearn everything. So I essentially took all the Sunday School lessons, sermons, wise counsel, pastoral advice, and teachings I had learned and put them on the chopping block. I removed my pride about scripture, and decided to approach it as if for the very first time.
I began to see God differently. I began to see his love and grace in new and exciting ways. I found I was passionate about certain things, and I began to grow in them and root my identity in my God-given passion. I was alive in the word and was questioning, wrestling, doubting, enjoying everything. I realized how big God was, and that he could take my words, he could take my struggle. When reading Job I came across the passage where he calls God his enemy, and yet Job never sinned. Pure honesty flowed and I was willing to yell at, love, scream at, cry to, embrace God in ways I never had before.
What is the result?
I want people who are jaded with the church, or turned off by Christianity to know that it’s okay. We all see things and learn things that rub us the wrong way. God is okay with your questions, he is okay with your harsh language, and he is okay with your doubt. It is what leads to know him better. Love seeks the best, even when it hurts and leads us down a road of pain. Love wins in the end, love is stronger in the end.
The personal issue in our church is that we are afraid to have personal issues. It wasn’t until I embraced my struggles full on that I was able to overcome them. Embrace your questions, doubts and fears. But don’t just leave it at that, take them somewhere, lay them at the feet of God, ask people, ask scripture, read a lot. Explore the things in life that make you question God, don’t run away from them or ignore them, embrace them.
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