In the past few months, God has been shaking everything that I thought I knew about Him, things I had read about and picked up and sensed and observed and could write about easily or tell others about, but never knew deep within my heart, never knew with ALL of my heart. And I know that as He’s been stripping away all these layers of superficiality that have been covering my heart and mind, He’s also been laying a foundation of knowledge and love for Him that will arise not just from head knowledge or borrowed experience, but from true encounters with Him, from boldly allowing myself to question everything that I thought I knew in order to find out just how much I don’t know, and letting God renew my mind and fill it with all of Him. From a hunger that is real and refuses to be satisfied by pat answers or easy formulas. They will arise as truths I will be able to hold with my hands and give to others with my heart. They will carry marks of brokenness from all the searching, wrestling, stretching that I know will one day make me whole. And I know that this foundation will be an unshakeable one, able to endure even the fiercest of flames and the strongest of floods.