I do, I do not, I do, I do not, I do

Bottom line is that I guess I still do believe in God. Not in a ‘I’m certain of it’ kind of way but my soul still longs for it to be true (you know, like a thirsty deer kinda thing). I still do believe in the good news of grace, forgiveness and the renewal of all things. Not in a 4 spiritual laws, you’re in or you’re out kind of way but in a simple “ya, somethings off in our humanity and as amazing as our increasing scientific knowledge might be, it doesn’t answer everything” kind of way. I don’t have the headspace to complicate it more than that.

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Will I be Loved … or NOt?

Don’t get me wrong, contrary to what the previous paragraph might indicate, I’m not against Valentines day but I don’t think it adds much value to anything. Perhaps it’s simply because I prefer spontaneity over scheduled love. Maybe the reason why it is such a popular day is that it provides some sort of reprieve from depth while allowing us to enjoy the fluffy side of love.

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I can breathe and it’s made me numb

“I can’t breathe” were George Floyd’s last words as his life was taken from him by a white man. A man who shares my skin colour. A white man crushing him with his knee while George lay there unarmed, handcuffed, and unable to help himself.

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Why I Still Believe Even When I Don’t

So what is it that keeps me coming back to believing God exists? What is it that keeps me holding on to Christianity and to the Jesus story in particular? Maybe I’m just crazy or maybe I’m just in tune with reality.

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