No catchy title, just thoughts

I recently read this article about how nearly 1 in 5 Americans claim to have “no religion” when polled.

It gets me thinking two things: How did we get here? and, What do they really believe? Now I’m not going to get into a long explanation of why I think they are idiots or how we need to convert them. I simply want to point out one aspect of my life that has been extremely lacking, and that I’m finding needs to come alive again.

I’m talking about the part of my heart that has true concern and love for others. I’ll be the first to confess that when I read this article about the growing trend of non-religious people in America I tend to think, “Well, good. If they want to be idiots and blow off God, then let them take their condemnation to the grave. Besides, they will stand before Jesus one day and find out they were wrong. And then I’ll be right. Ha.”

At least that’s what goes through my head … if I’m really honest with myself.

This morning I realized that I’m finally in a place where I feel safe to really let my heart be recovered. God seems to be putting people around me here in San Luis Obispo that I can be completely real with and not worry about them trying to fix me by telling me I need to pray harder or read my bible more.

I feel God starting me on a journey of recovering my true self, finding the parts of me that were lost at age 9 when my father died. I have no clue where to begin but as Scott says, I’m starting to “lean into the grief.” And I hope that as I recover my true self, my whole heart, I’ll have the capacity to truly love people, not be a hypocrite by condemning them in my mind.