We thought we were cured.
We thought so, but most of us unwittingly carried an old, dead perspective into our new life. We couldn’t measure up to a standard we created, so we convinced ourselves it was God’s. We read his words through our grid of shame and felt ourselves fall farther and farther behind. We took it out on each other; judging, comparing, faking, splintering. Our marriages, churches, families, friendships, our marketplaces, our culture . . . they all need the cure.