Divided we stand

Divided we stand

What if unity in the midst of a broken and fractured Christendom looks not like remaining a part of the same church gathering but rather continuing to engage in relationship—continuing to love—those people with whom you disagree?

I can’t go back home

I can’t go back home

In the midst of deconstructing and reconstructing my faith, I can no more return to the faith I once had than I can return to my childhood home.

Deconstruction and self-doubt

Deconstruction and self-doubt

Deconstructing my faith as a pastor was a strange thing. On the inside I was wrestling with deep questions about the faith I had built my life and career around, desperately seeking the truth while at the same time recognizing that what I would uncover could mean separation from my community and uncertainty about my next paycheck.

Wandering in the wilderness

Wandering in the wilderness

It’s been a month and a half since I deconstructed my faith and became an exvangelical, and the best way I can describe this season is that I’m wandering in the wilderness.