The Grown-up Version of Our Faith

  • Would you say that you are "religious" or more just spiritual?

  • Is it because you just can’t take the “judgy/hypocritical” version of Christianity?

  • What if I told you that Jesus was more opposed to hypocritical religion than you are?

  • Maybe you should join us as we work to get this thing back on track.

  • Scroll down to learn more.

We’re all adults here.

It’s about time we talked about the adult version of our faith. Deep down you

know this stuff is important. It’s about time we get this conversation started. 

Coming Soon: the book-

Jesus Goes to College

Evidence For and Against the Existence of God
God and Science Bible Basics: When was it written?

A good God and a broken world? What about other religions?
How do I do it, what do I do? Jesus and Politics and more!

“Have you ever told God to go screw Himself? I have. And I don’t mean figuratively, I mean literally.

I really did tell God to go screw himself. It’s one thing if you say it and you don’t even believe in Him. But I don’t have that excuse. When I said it, I was 26 years old, I knew exactly Who I was talking to, exactly what I was saying. And I said it privately, calmly, explicitly, and out loud. It was literally a one-sentence prayer (unless you count the word “Amen”, which would make it two sentences).”
“Two and a half years later, I’d been running away from God at full speed. I wasn’t just tired, I was absolutely exhausted. I was driving down I-10 in the Florida panhandle. It was late at night and I was in a beat-up Champagne-gold Nissan 240SX. The shattered remnants of my old life were in the rearview mirror, a pile of smoldering rubble with a mushroom cloud towering over it. The view out the front wasn’t much better. Between the rain, a bad set of wiper blades, and the tears rolling down my face, I couldn’t see a damn thing. I could go no further, literally or figuratively. So I pulled off to the side of the road.

I got out, staggered to the front of the car, and collapsed to my knees between the headlights. I was a modern-day Prodigal Son. God hadn’t destroyed, my life. I did it myself. There, with steam coming off the hood and the pouring rain washing away my tears, I begged God to forgive me.......

Then I remembered that he already did.”

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