It’s coming up to that time of year where I stand in front of my church and overshare about my own struggles: “I have been going to a Bible study for the last forty years because without it I would be insane.” Those who know me well nod their heads. When I was twenty-five, the Lord picked me up, turned me around, and set my feet on his solid ground. I had a long seven-year odyssey away from faith...




