🌻***I’ve been thinking a lot about what I believe about who God is. About who I am. And about how those two line up. How much of what I believe is truth and how much is influenced by the opinion of people, even people I trust and respect, and the environments in which I was raised. (Nothing wrong with how I was raised, I had an incredible childhood). But I’ve just thought about the fact that I’ve had plenty of people speak “their truth” about who God is and isn’t and who we all should be in light of that with the conviction to raise up armies. But the older I get and the more life happens the more I come to realize that I haven’t the slightest grasp on all that He is... anyone who says they do probably has him stuffed in their own little “God” shaped box. I know He is greater than I can comprehend, I know that He is good even when life is far from it, and I know that the more that I let go of all that I thought I knew the closer I feel to freedom in Him. I don’t want to settle for shallow, I don’t want to waste my life fitting into the boxes that “good Christians” need to meet... or believing that if I can check off those boxes that my life will be one sweet simple success without all of the extra crap that comes along with it. I want to latch onto the reckless love and passion that is the Jesus that I am being drawn to on a daily basis.. can’t we live wild lives in pursuit of our purpose? We can be hippies, cowboys, makers, musicians, artists, athletes, you name it... we can work our butts off, and be successful, and build others up and do it all in the name of love. Tough, wild, selfless, relentless love that points back to the one that loved us first. Just a thought..