I'm not settling for surface faith anymore. I need things to challenge me and push me and make me seriously think about what I believe and how I believe it.

I was talking with my friend Christy today, stating just that. I'm not looking for Sunday School answers, because they just don't cut it for me anymore. With all of the time I spent in undergrad trying to deconstruct and reconstruct God, I just won't settle for the easy answer. And I think that's a good thing. As Christy and I talked more and more about where I'm at and what feeds me, we both saw that we are at a different place than many, and that's when the revelation came.

We see our faith as silly putty. It is this substance that is there, and that is constant, but it moves and bends and can take different shapes in different situations. We adapt, and sometimes when we need to stretch, we stretch. Sometimes when we need to break, we break. Sometimes when we need to bounce, we bounce.

Silly putty has this ability to pick up images and words from newsprint. We take those images, those words from others, and then decide whether to blend them in, or to use them to make other images elsewhere.

I just love this imagery. I love what it means to where I'm at today and what it means for where I can go in the future. I don't have to be ok with every piece of theology spit at me, and the Lord knows I'm not. But what is good and right, I can spread to others, and what isn't can just blend into the background.

It becomes a level slightly deeper to me. I struggle in defining my faith to people in a concrete way that can be easily understood. This one is good. This one makes me excited. This one has potential written all over it.

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