I used to be afraid of asking questions about my faith.
I avoided reading about controversial topics because the arguments might chip away at beliefs. I tried not to notice my cynicism or bitterness about Christian media or church services or spiritual practices.
The problem was that the longer I ignored my questions, the weaker my faith got. So I started asking them, unwillingly.
When I finally started asking questions, I went for the jugular. I asked,
Do I want to be a Christian? Really?
This was the question that seemed too terrifying to ask myself. After all, what if the answer was no?