America’s Satan/God

The Evangelicals Got the Wrong Guy

My friend was having a crisis of faith recently.

She was so done, she literally told God to “fuck off” — or to show up as his real self.

Instead of sending fire from heaven to destroy her, He gently showed up.

Now she’s finding Him through some strange back roads involving spiritual activities that the church would call dangerous and sinful. But it’s keeping her faith alive at a time when the church hurt her over and over and over again until her faith was almost completely destroyed.

I remember the moment I chose Jesus/God over my church.

One of the moments, at least.

My church said drinking wine was sinful.

But Jesus turned water into wine.

My church said “wine” meant grape juice.

But the qualifications for being an elder included not being addicted to wine. How many people do you know who are addicted to excessive amounts of grape juice?

Was diabetes the issue? I think not.

I concluded that my church was wrong.

And my father was the pastor of that church.

That’s where it started, my black sheep journey. I didn’t leave the physical church for a…