I might have taught my kids some bad theology. Or maybe not. It's unclear at the moment.
Okay friends. So I just finished writing up a delightful little thing about our past week, but we all know how the week went. Our lives came to a screeching halt, and we've tried to keep ourselves busy until this massive and slow as ketchup coming out of a Heinz bottle storm did its thing. You all get it. I don't have to rehash it. We are all so over Florence. Instead, I'll tell you about this other thing that happened! First, I need to explain something to you about myself. When I'm thinking through an issue, I have to look at it from every possible angle. I will read a position on said issue and internally argue against every point I read. Then I'll read something else coming from the opposite angle and argue every point they make. I will argue all the points in my head and sometimes out loud until I either get to a point that I cannot refute OR I realize there's no way to definitively know the answer. At that point, I'm okay with making a choice and hol...