Weblog of the Free Believers Network http://freebelievers.com/rss-blog http://freebelievers.com/fbnblog-entry/the-road-less-traveled I first read Robert Frost\'s poem The Road Not Taken when I was in the fifth grade. Even then it stirred me but I never really quite understood the full meaning of it, and to this day it has weighed heavy on my heart. http://freebelievers.com/fbnblog-entry/how-do-i-love All of us understand the basics of love – patience, kindness, gentleness, etc. Even those of us who never had the privilege of experiencing true love as children (or even as adults) know in our hearts what love entails. http://freebelievers.com/fbnblog-entry/motives-of-truth It is something I think every Christian is guilty of. I, included. We are armed with a good dose of truth, things we feel strongly about, things God is working out in us, things that are even good and right, in proper context, order, and understanding. http://freebelievers.com/fbnblog-entry/what-is-god-s-will I find that I get caught up in the phrases and cliches that I\'ve heard growing up in church. Phrases such as, \"Finding God\'s Will for my life.\" http://freebelievers.com/fbnblog-entry/the-thing-with-discerners I can usually spot them. It\'s my job as I contribute my portion of the work to the Body of Christ. http://freebelievers.com/fbnblog-entry/no-sex-before-marriage Often times, God has shown me that worship, genuine, meaningful worship is intimate. http://freebelievers.com/fbnblog-entry/the-heart-of-me Here\'s a poem from a close friend who I think is one of the most brilliant women I\'ve met in years. You\'ll enjoy this! http://freebelievers.com/fbnblog-entry/does-love-correct As I browse through my Christian history I can recall situations that happened either to me or my friends. http://freebelievers.com/fbnblog-entry/god-s-words-burn-in-the-bones-like-fire What can I say…. I spent twenty years collectively learning my personal truth on the machine we call religion. http://freebelievers.com/fbnblog-entry/the-wilderness-of-religion Indoctrination was death to my individual thought. Replaced with the repulsive group thought.