Somewhere in the Middle: My Ongoing Journey of Faith
In my last post, I shared how difficult the past two years have been—two cross-country moves, loneliness, and challenges finding a church home. My struggle with faith hasn’t been about questioning God’s existence, but wrestling with the difference between what many American churches call “church” and what the Bible describes. I’ve been processing my experiences, beliefs, and teachings over the years, and I want to invite you into that unraveling—the places where I now see I may have been misled, not out of malice, but often because of different perspectives on Scripture. As a child and teenager, I attended a strong Bible-believing church that emphasized holiness, righteousness, and taking up your cross. While the foundation of those teachings was solid, the approach was harsh and doom-and-gloom focused. No matter what I did, I could never measure up. Eventually, I came to see much of church as rooted in works and legalism. Feeling I could never measure up—and compounded by relatio...