You Alone Are Enough

In America, where I'm from, we tend to disagree. It's kind of part of the deal. Now I'm not a traveler and I've never been to other countries, but I can't imagine there's many places as diverse as the entire United States. So we struggle and we struggle. We argue and fight. What if we could all disagree and get along? What if we could be imperfect and gracious? What if we could be angry and love each other? These are the troublesome questions I wonder about in my 4am "just woke up from a PTSD nightmare" smokes.

I have considered writing a book after many... many people have said I "should" after hearing my testimony (or my spiritual awakening for the non-christians). I wonder what I could write about: just my story straight up, grotesque details and all, a touchy theological problem, or a hopeful message to those who are like me. But I've decided against all of those. I'm going to get raw with you. I don't give a shit about what you think or why you're reading this. I love you and I have better boundaries than I ever have in my entire life. So, let's get started.