When I left the ministry and the church in 2010, I instinctively knew I was about to embark on a difficult journey. My theology had undergone a cataclysmic transformation
, and now was the time to integrate it into my practical life.
My theology had to get real.
One of the first things I had to embrace and practice was my new understanding that there wasn't a god up there to bail me out. I had to live out my rejection of an interventionist god who continually rescued me and made life easier for me.
I had to grow up and be an adult... not the dependent child, the subject of a relegated religion, and not even the middle manager of my spiritual life.
The call was to become the master rather than the victim of my fate, and the captain rather than the passenger of my soul.
It was time for me to become spiritually independent.
Don't get me wrong. I know what it is to know provision, remarkable turn of events, great joys, miraculous wonders, and more. But how I understand this has changed.
The learning curve was steep. It still is.
There are a lot of people
who know what I'm talking about. Do you?