HeyJaredJamie Dale-Jensen
Writing raw, unfiltered letters to the ones who still burn. For the misfits in the pews. For the ones who sense the shaking. For those who won’t settle for a counterfeit gospel.
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The Voice I Gave God (opens the original)
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I’ve been silent lately. Very silent. People who know me well may be surprised by that. Being still wasn’t something I had learned until recently. I was much more accustomed to searching, analyzing, questioning, connecting dots, trying to understand. But this season has required something different from me. Stillness.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!qiAt!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazona
Only God Knows the Heart (opens the original)
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“God knows my heart.” I heard that a lot growing up. My mother said it often. Usually when I was hurt or confused by something she had done. When I did not understand her actions. When I thought they might be wrong. When I was hurt by them. But God knew her heart and I didn’t.<div class="image2-inset"
When Dying to Self Becomes Self-Erasure (opens the original)
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I have always thought in binary. Either/or. Right/wrong. Good/bad. Truth/lie. Light/dark. There was very little room for and. As a result, when I would read Scripture, I would read it in the same way.Jesus told us to die to self, so I thought the self was supposed to disappear completely. He told people to leave everything and follow Him, so if I was holding onto something, maybe I wasn’t really following Him. That is where my train of thought had led me. I was often stuck inside my head.<a clas
When Blind Eyes See (opens the original)
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Last night, I felt it start happening. The only way I know how to describe it, is like white noise building in my head. Static. A wall starting to go up. My trauma response was being “triggered,” and as it built, the person in front of me started becoming less of a whole person in my mind and more of a threat.That sounds strange to write because I did not know I was doing that. I knew I was “triggered.” I knew what being triggered felt like. I had already learned how to separate what I was feeli
The Bucket Is Off (opens the original)
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This is unlike any piece I have written. But I am changing and, because of that, the writing is changing. I will still do word studies. I will still call out false gospels. But He is leading me to do more.<img alt="" class="sizing-normal" height="276.094780
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