Some days I wish I could move my family to a home in the middle of nowhere. I would love to live on acres and acres of land with no one around me but the people I love, and, let's be real, the people I can stand to live in the middle of nowhere with. People are hard. I am realizing that I was not meant for a lot of people. I am not their type and they aren't mine. I understand that I am not supposed to agree with everything everyone says or does. My personality was not created to mesh with every other personality on planet earth. But, here's the deal... I get caught up in the conundrum of the church. What am I supposed to do with the people there? What if some of them aren't my jam? What if they don't like me? What do I do with this? Doesn't the Bible tell me that I must love others? I mean, that is the second of the most important commandments Jesus spoke. Love God. Love others. (Luke 10:27). But, how do I love someone I don't like very much? Is i...
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