Oh, the depravity!

You don’t get to choose the family you were born into.

Many times have I  thought about the many hundred different ways my life could have turned out if I wasn’t who I was. TO be honest, during the darkest of times I had wished that everything about the world I was born into was different. It is fortunate that it is not up to me to decide.

I am a pastor’s child. When I was younger, I thought I had been born into a world where everything was about being good. When I was younger, I fit into this misconceived idea of a perfect pastor’s family in a perfect church with perfect people. I thought I was perfect too. It is quite obvious that I thought wrong.

Not many years have passed since my perfect world began to fall apart, the moment it did was the moment I was put on the path to living the freedom that has always been mine since I came to Christ. Realizing the truth about the depravity that is me was the best thing that could have happened. But young as I am, it is a lifetime of change. I walked from perfection to confusion to rationalization to realization in such a short span of time, it is quite necessary for me to have a place to shout out my thoughts.

This blog is me shouting. If you can hear, thank you.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s