An institution theoretically devoted to providing comfort to those in need (the church) is in trouble because it has embraced the same pressure cooker we find everywhere else.
I believe we were created for ecstasy. And redeemed for it, at considerable cost. Certain vagrant moments are, moreover, clues to the narrative structure and texture of things.
Grace is the seed of all goodness.
Our competence comes from God's grace.
God's grace is seed of salvation.
May my life radiates the beauty of God's glorious grace to mankind.
Maybe if we focused on being light & less on the dark, we might actually see things change.