Bleeding Out in the Pews

When the storms of life come, they hit hard. In those times we will question everything we ever thought we believed. We will cry out: Where are you God? Do you really care about me? Why is what I have been taught no comfort? Are my beliefs just empty platitudes? And, in the darkness of that hour, and we find no answers to our cries, our soul begins to bleed for the lack of substance. We feel as though we have been spiritually betrayed. It is then that we are frightened and all alone.

But the...