Why I Don't Know What I Believe Anymore... And Why I'm Okay With That.
“What do you believe?” Is a question I am asked more and more these days. People can see a difference in me. They want to know where I stand. Am I a Christian, or not? Am I in, or am I out? What is my most truthful answer? I don’t know. And I’m becoming more and more comfortable in that space. I didn’t use to be. I was confident in my beliefs and assumed that was the only way a Christian could be. What changed? I did a Christian thing and moved overseas to be a missionary for six years. Guess what happened? It challenged the way I saw the world. I left my home country and moved to a foreign one, burning with passion and desire to show people the truth. I KNEW I had the answers to their questions. I never once dreamed that they might begin to inspire me to start asking my own questions... or that those questions might just be the best thing to ever happen to me. I thought I was bringing Jesus to them... turns out, they were Jesus in disguise. Wha