FAITH
An Angel With An Incredible Capacity For Beer
Accepting my many contradictions and the radical beauty in believing that more than one thing can be true at the same time
“When I get honest, I admit I am a bundle of paradoxes. I believe and I doubt, I hope and get discouraged, I love and I hate, I feel bad about feeling good, I feel guilty about not feeling guilty. I am trusting and suspicious. I am honest and I still play games. Aristotle said, ‘I am a rational animal.’ I say I am an angel with an incredible capacity for beer.” — Brennan Manning
I find myself vacillating between a profound belief that I’m a self-confident and well-adjusted individual with the contradictory realization that I regularly fight off anxiety and depression that can lead to self-doubt. So which is it? Am I a qualified professional or a fraudulent imposter? Like many artists — or maybe most, if not all — I’m improbably and gloriously confident in my abilities and yet persistently plagued by feelings of inferiority and doubt. I’m both. The…
