It is exhausting to be right. It is unnerving to maintain a position in life wrapped up in rightness, unable to be wrong or to change my heart, my mind, and my position on issues or feelings. Why must the need to question or change my mind feel like an utter failure?

We divide. Not the Gospel. I was feeling, at best, like I once did at 16 alone and hopeless in my bed after a revival service. How can anyone live up to the rules of righteousness or ever be good enough to hit all the necessary triggers for God’s love, acceptance, grace, and salvation?