Sometimes I wonder what God expects from us. Does he really expect me to love my neighbor? Does he really expect me to follow him and get it all figured out? Or does he expect me to have some questions, to have some misgivings, to have some doubts?

Did God expect us to make such an organized hodge-podge of unorganized denominations out of his preferred way of life? Is this really what God expected?

Sometimes God confuses me. Sometimes all I can do is shrug my shoulders and walk on.