Between my late teens and early twenties, I became convinced that I was on the verge of a spiritual epiphany—a paradigm shift that would revolutionize how I viewed and interacted with God. It would upset my conventional understanding of Christianity, replacing it with something contagious and overflowing. It would transform a structured, rote belief-system into a radical, fresh faith.
Deep down, I wanted God to impact the world . . . my world. I wanted prayer to cause miracles. I wanted faith to move mountains. I wanted what I believed to alter how I interacted with others.