You’ve tried scrubbing. Soaking.
And still you’re doubt-haunted.
Wondering continually who you, like, are spiritually, you know?
Wondering whether you really need to make that casserole for the Fellowship Supper on Wednesday.
Do I include the water chestnuts called for in the recipe, or do I leave them out?
What if my inner Methodist isn’t Methodist after all?
Could I skip the talk on Francis Asbury and the history of the circuit rider, and go out for Thai instead?
Wonder no longer.
Ask the Belief-O-Matic.
Stop addressing life’s big questions to yourself.
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