I was a dyed-in-the-wool dogmatic Baptist. Yes, I said "was." God has been messing with my precious religious traditions. The more He stirs, exposes, and rocks my religious dogma, the more my world and my vision for the future expands... the more I understand about all that was in history, is today, and is coming in the future... the more excited I get about my life, now and through eternity.
So I thought I would share with you what I have been seeing through fresh eyes, what I am gnawing on, wrestling with, and praying over.
Hang on tight because if you are affected as I was, the box you live in (and try to fit God in) will explode and leave you reeling and dizzy. It's a wild ride!
