I don’t call myself “Christian”.

If you've been following me for some time, you know that I've changed a lot. I've had many ups and downs in my journey since I've started The Spiritual Dilemma, but everything has been worth it. Every mistake, adventure, and curious thought has shaped me into the person that I am today. If you're new … Continue reading I don’t call myself “Christian”.

A Poem: People Only Care When I Point Out Elephants and Skeletons

Point the fingers and the crowd comes running. I see the play but it's not funny. The mass creates its own demise. They create their own dark skies. People like to see elephants. The same people don't act to make a difference. I'm sick of digging graves to expose your skeletons. You won't clean out … Continue reading A Poem: People Only Care When I Point Out Elephants and Skeletons

Christ and Hinduism

"You shall have no other gods before me." Exodus 20:3 Hinduism, or "Sanatana Dharma",  is arguably the oldest religion to date. It's over 4,000 years old and predates all Abrahamic religions. Hinduism has no founder and is currently the third largest religion in the world. According to The Vedas, the core Hindu holy books, Hinduism … Continue reading Christ and Hinduism

What’s Next for Me?

As I've traveled through my own dilemmas of spirituality, I've changed a lot. I have navigated through deconstructing my Christian faith, picked up the ashes that I was left in, and reconstructed into something that I honestly wouldn't have seen two or three years ago. With everything that's changed in my life and in my … Continue reading What’s Next for Me?

“Why I Left My Church”: PT. 1 (Justin)

This story is as vulnerable as my wife and I can possibly be. She and I spent several months discussing how this should be approached, and we decided it would be best to co-write this together. This will be a two-part article, one about my experience and one about hers. I have no intentions to … Continue reading “Why I Left My Church”: PT. 1 (Justin)

A Poem: Enthralled

I'm not conceited or consumed with myself. I just have a lot going on in my head. I write a lot about myself because these are things I would have never said. Sometimes I'm infatuated with the idea of infinity and others I'm not, but I can't seem to get past the nots and that's … Continue reading A Poem: Enthralled

A Poem: Offense

I've been told that I'm offensive for telling the truth. I'm sorry that reality bothers you. I can't write one damn poem without it being sad, but I'm sure everyone is okay with that. People love how crude my honesty is until it exposes the darkness that they posses. I confess, most often you posses … Continue reading A Poem: Offense