Our “broken” brains galvanize our journey to salvation and our divine return home.

God allows us to be neurochemically prone to specific struggles, such as sexuality that is incongruent with His design, mental illness, and addiction. He did not merely give us tools to address our struggles to come out on the other side as happy, fixed individuals.
Greater so, He equipped us with armor and weapons to conquer the enemy in order to emerge from the depths of our neurochemically induced misery — from the front lines of the soul battle — as joyful, healed victors in Christ.
Even with our “broken” brains, we can be confident that the Creator graciously ‘knit each of us together in our mothers’ wombs,’ ensuring we would be “fearfully and wonderfully made.” What defines us as such is that we instill fear in the enemy – Satan and his demons. We are a danger to Satan and his army — pathetic and impotent compared with God. And the wonder? That is the marvel we engender in those who witness us mere humans as we step into the supernatural. You see, God’s ways are not our ways. So, yes, what we perceive as God creating in us flawed brains, prone to maladjusted sexuality, mental illness, and addiction, was God’s perfect design for each individual. Our imperfect-by-human-standards brains achieve His love goal: draw close to Him, grow in Him, and return to Him.
Think of Job, who, in his depression, drew close to the Lord, refusing to curse Him. Job lost everything and everyone, only to be blessed with even more.
Consider Jacob’s dark night of the soul, wrestling with the Morning Star. In what can be perceived as Jacob’s madness, he struggled with God, boldly demanding a blessing, and successfully limped away.
And then there was David. He fornicated with Bathsheba, making an adulterer of her. Upon finding out she was pregnant with his child, David sent Bathsheba’s husband, Uriah, to the front lines to be killed. In time, because of David’s sexual struggles-turned-murder, he grew to be a man after God’s own heart.
God makes no mistakes. He sovereignly designed each soul in love, before time began. In His paradigm, the wisest, wealthiest, healthiest ones aren’t necessarily the winners. You see, all holy souls are invited to the wedding feast, and there’s room enough: Come one, come all, come as you are – impure, unwell, undone. We are the ones most in need of a Savior.



