I wrote this over three years ago when I was in a bit of a different place emotionally, spiritually, and physically. Some of these questions I have had answered and some I am still awaiting the answers for. Some are just goofy.
“Why am I so goofy?
Why can’t I stop overanalysing and simply trust God based on the thousand times He’s come through for me?
Why is it so hard to arrange to have a good sit-down conversation with a girl? I’m not asking for her hand in marriage, just two friends talking. So what’s the hangup?
Why can’t I be content most of the time (when the rare times I am content are so fulfilling)?
What happens if you get scared half to death twice?
Am I the only one who thinks that American Christians (me included) are incredibly shallow, materialistic and not very committed to the Christ whose name we bear?
Why am I so self-righteous when I see how messed-up I could be without the grace of God?
What ever happened to people who keep their word and honor promises, even when it costs them something?
Are red lights optional now?
Why am I so very concerned about what others think and not nearly as concerned with what God thinks about me or other people?
Why do Kamakazi pilots wear crash helmets?
Is Hollywood getting dumber or just running out of ideas?
Will anyone actually read this post?
Will God ever give up on me or stop loving me? Hint: the answer is NO!”