In which I admit that I couldn’t be a Christian by myself

In which I admit that I couldn't be a Christian by myself.

Birth from the Walls
Oh GOD that I would come to this place in the desert! 

Sarah Miles captures the ache of home… the ache of the journey… the peace in the finding… and hope after days without water.

I don't want to lose "family"… I don't want to lose "community"… but the "wrong wrong wrong" things (as she puts it) become more of the battle than a real battle ever should be. Not that she is more right and I am more wrong, but that our declaration of war against each other, the rifts in doctrine, the idol of the Bible… I might not be right in many things, but I know I leaving much of it behind for the desert was the only thing I could do to survive.

Yet…

I need you. You – the other. You – my brother. You – my sister. The Lord is here. OUR Lord is here… in this place… in the desert… come take bread with me?

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