My spiritual journey has not been a straight line. No where close to it, in fact. I’ve investigated many different religious and spiritual traditions, and I have found value in each one. Each one has given me new ways to view life and new tools to help me live it better.
But no matter how much value I find in other faiths, I am always drawn back to Christianity despite my issues with the way that it often manifests in the world. I’m sure some of this is a result of having grown up in this tradition and being surrounded by a culture that is immersed in this worldview. That’s not all it is, though.
In the moments where life breaks my heart wide open and shatters it into tiny slivers, when I feel crushed by the weight of more than I can bear, there is something so comforting about the idea of a God who knows what it is like to be human, a God who chose to live in the confines of human flesh and experience life with all of its joys and sorrows.
The idea that a God like that is willing to walk through the valley of tears with me is what draws me back time and again, despite all of my reservations, despite all of the pain that Christianity itself has added to my load. Only Christianity offers me Jesus.
That’s what draws me back time after time.
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