At present, I am sitting at my kitchen table, eating an
entire bowl of caramel popcorn, listening to what might be the worst album ever
put out by one of my favorite artists, looking at the past through rose colored
glasses…
I am, quite frankly, sick of wrestling with theology. I am so exhausted that I cannot sleep. The combination is terrible.
I can’t just turn the proverbial page anymore. I think it’s time to write a new book
altogether... again...
L.
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