I’m learning that belief is not a noun: a piece of paper with my pre-approved, idealized theologies and values. These can be helpful in guiding me to my belief, acting as guardrails on the journey. (they also can act as road blocks if they are poor.) But to confuse them for MY belief can be soul-deadening.

Belief is a verb. It is something I have encountered and experienced on my journey that shapes how I aim my life. To have a belief rooted in fear or shame from traumatic experiences aims my actions toward pleasing people or fighting people. To have my belief rooted in love and confidence aims my actions toward love and justice and freedom.

To encounter someone who knows, not just what the good guardrails are, but where and how they aim their life, is a powerful and freeing encounter. But to become this kind of person…