There is something about a framework of walls that makes a lot of people-of-faith comfortable, as if they are where they’re supposed to be. But that comfort seems so deceptive to me now that I’ve been evicted. Back when I was inside those walls, I wasn’t developing or growing much. If anything, the teachings I found among the faithful were holding me back from pursuing God in real life. – Mere Dreamer
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