Faith

I used to judge Christians. And now that I’m a Christian, I have to be careful not to judge people who don’t believe. It’s a little like ex-smokers becoming the harshest critics of smokers — when really, they should understand the struggle better than anyone. This has caused me to reflect deeply on how differently people see the world.

“When You Married the Wrong Person.” Naturally, I clicked it. One of the first things the woman said was: “You probably wonder from time to time whether or not you married the wrong person—and the truth is, you probably did.”

When I was eight years old, I have a vivid memory of my younger brother and I standing next to a fence next to our local skating rink. There was a kid that used to hang around the rink standing in front of us, and we were discussing if any of us were going to heaven or hell. The innocent bystander, my brother was witnessing the conversation between the local kid and myself.

I was pleased to find a specific recording and it reminded me of how praying helped my love life in a profound way. When I was 25 years’ old and was in my last year of university I would go for a lot of walks. I would get tons of inspiration on these walks and I would often take out my phone and hit record. I was at a place in my life where I had a lot of visions that would spin around in my mind. Little did I know that only God’s vision is what mattered.