One of the hardest things about doubt is admitting it’s there. Like inviting a flood; if I don’t believe this, then what about this and this and this? Does God hear my prayers? Does He care? Is He even there? It’s all well and good if you’re a self-proclaimed atheist. In this situation, the only way is up. But what if you’re the leader of a home group? What if you teach the children Sunday school? What if you’re employed …Read More
But here’s what I mean… I’m in a rush I think I’m going to cry but don’t know you well enough to say so I’m not sure how I feel, and I’m too knackered to figure it out I’m English I’m filtering: are you interested enough to keep asking? I don’t want to burden you I want you to read my mind I don’t know how to ask for help I feel I ought to be fine I’m ashamed of being needy This is …Read More
