It has been almost two years since my wife and I decided to pack our spiritual bags and leave our church. After more than twenty years of serving, worshipping, and living in that community it was a painful, gut-wrenching decision. It had become clear, though, that we were on a divergent path from the rest of leadership and the bulk of those who made up the body. At some point our paths split into two and we began veering away from everyone else. At first it was no big deal, we stayed close, but as we kept walking the distance between us became greater and greater and it was clear that the two paths were not coming back together. So, we said our goodbyes and chose to walk alone in the hopes that our path would join with another group that was willing to take us in and let us tag along.
Sunday, April 26, 2020
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