You have not lost your faith. You have outgrown the container it was living in. And the hardest part is not the theological questions. It is sitting in a room full of people you love, hearing words you used to say with conviction, and feeling the distance grow between their certainty and your honesty.   If you are a leader, a professional, someone who has built a life partly on the foundation of a faith community, this particular loss is disorienting in a way that few people

If you are the person everyone comes to for steadiness, for wisdom, for holding the room together, there is a question you almost certainly have not asked yourself in a long time: “Who is holding space for me?”   The answer, for most leaders I work with, is no one. Not because no one cares, but because the role itself trains you to stop asking, to be wary of sharing that you need someone. You become so fluent in other people's interior lives that your own goes unexamined. Not

You have not lost your faith. You have outgrown the image of God you were given, and no one told you that was supposed to happen.   For most spiritually serious adults, the image of God they carry was handed to them in childhood or early adulthood by a community, a tradition, a parent, a pastor. That image worked for a while. It provided comfort, structure, and belonging. But at some point, usually in the middle of a successful, full, responsible life, the image stopped fitti