...crisis of faith...
There was a time in my life when I spouted questions and sentiments that go like this: Lord, I’m confused I thought that when I choose to believe in You You would part the sea so I could walk on dry land That when I choose to follow you You would neutralize the venom of serpents And let me walk in the wilderness without worrying about beasts of prey I thought that when I choose to put my faith in you You would show me your plans and allow me to be a part of it. Why then do I now feel that a darkness has begun to engulf me Why do I feel like the path you had me take has reached a dead end I could manage a fork in the road, a crossing, or an uphill climb, but a dead end? Why, when I thought that I have put my 101% faith in you, you would pull the rug from under my feet, causing me to fall down on my knees again Why, when I thought I know what you want me to do, where you’d have me go You would let a fog of confusion come down that I would not be able to...