For the lost, the searching, and the quietly curious


 
If, Lord, Thy love for me is strong
As this which binds me unto thee,
What holds me from thee Lord so long,
What holds thee Lord so long from me?
O soul, what then desirest thou?
Lord I would see thee, who thus choose thee.
 
What fears can yet assail thee now?
All that I fear is but lose thee.
Love’s whole possession I entreat,
Lord make my soul thine own abode,
And I will build a nest so sweet
It may not be too poor for God.
 
A soul in God hidden from sin,
What more desires for thee remain,
Save but to love again,
And all on flame with love within,
Love on, and turn to love again.

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This book isn’t just about shining a light on the cracks within the church—it’s about healing them. It challenges leaders and congregants alike to wrestle with tough questions:

Are we creating a space where people feel safe sharing their deepest struggles?

Do we offer meaningful support, or are we too caught up in appearances to notice the pain behind the smiles?

How can we make the church a place of radical love and transformation for everyone—not just those who fit neatly into its expectations?