What Christianity Isn't

I don’t tend to write that frequently here about Christianity. I think it’s because, the more ideological our age has become, the more I have found myself wanting to emphasize ideas that don’t fit — picking at how intractably untidy existence is. I’ve grown obsessed with pressing into contradictions rather than writing about answers. Writing about longing, and difficulty, and pain, and ambiguity in the world. And in digging obsessively into the places of contradiction and unresolvability in myself.