Amen to this!

Dead Youthpastor Walking: “I thirst for the experiential faith I knew before seminary, before the propositions and peer-pressured altar calls. When passion was stupid but somehow right. When I prayed for someone out of sheer compulsion, not because I was paid for it. When I didn’t care what anyone thought, except my best friend and my dog. The cold wet grass of camp, after a late night of teenage theology swapping. When future and potential tumbled out and was replaced anew with every breath. When Jesus was my savior, not my attorney. With faith as a child. I feel it once in a while and it is glorious. I want more. I want more.”

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