Growing up, I was ghastly forced to attend Sunday services. To “Worship” a God I never knew. To my utter disappointment I carried a twisted and distorted perspective, one that led many to suffer and die. One, that led those with sovereignty over countries to choose war. Corrupt Religion is what I carried, corrupt religion is what I produced.
Yet in God’s goodness he is leading me unto repentance. Completely obliterating my forced upon theology.
As I drank a case of this and digested Romans 4, I saw the Gospel. The Good News. The Gift. Justification by Faith. Not performance. but FAITH. Faith In God. Believing Elohim