I’m not going to be all my kids need in life. This may sound obvious, but when I actually face the reality it’s a bit difficult for me to handle. There are things I just don’t know, do well, or can anticipate about the world they will one day inherit.
The truth is, I don’t have an answer to the “where are you now” question. I don’t feel like I’ve landed my theological plane and, in reality, I don’t feel any need to.
This experience revealed something to me: this is a topic that is not discussed enough. For reasons I will get into shortly, vasectomies are an important part of men’s health and essential to conversations about sexual and reproductive health.
I had no idea what I believed anymore, and all the while, I continued to try to lead a church. I continued to stand up on Sunday and sing “blessed assurance Jesus is mine” when I had no idea what that meant anymore.
That was my moment. “Oh, I get it now.” I had never experienced that kind of emotional intensity before. Seeing Nate’s face drop, seeing that tear well up in his eye made my heart hurt so much that I was (not really) willing to punch a child in the face.