Confessions of a Skeptic

noun \ˈskep-tə-ˌsi-zəm\

1: an attitude of doubt or a disposition to incredulity either in general or toward a particular object
2 a :  the doctrine that true knowledge or knowledge in a particular area is uncertain
   b :  the method of suspended judgment, systematic doubt, or criticism characteristic of skeptics."

My name is  ___ ___, and I'm a skeptic.

Anything that is lovely and good I analyze. I don't just think about it it- I analyze it down to the t.
I search every crevice, every closet and drawer for "the other side of things".

And then that sticks to the back of my mind like a peace of gum under a nice chair with pretty bright decorative pillows.

My dear friend Mary often jokes about how I'm her conscience, her realist friend- but there is fine line between being a realist and being a skeptic.
Try living a life where wonderful things are  happening to you and you just can't help but think of the "other side"?

I felt like I was living under a curse.

But I think I figured out the antidote to the "curse of skepticism" - and that my friends is Love.

Think about it. The core of our existence as Apostolics is Jesus, and our love for Him.
Loving him deeply makes our desires to serve Him stronger and so does our faith and trust.

Skepticism is no match for love ❤. When you love you trust - it's hard to see past the one you love, yeah? That being Jesus of course.

and well maybe somebody else too.... lol  :D


1 comment

  1. This truly tickled my heart in a warm way; it is true! So very true.

    p.s. if you want to do a series, this is like a 5 post topic lol


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