The Kind of God I Want Tomorrow is my birthday, and for some reason I’ve found myself thinking about faith. As a child, I was exposed to church early. I loved God in the innocent way children often do, before theology becomes debate and religion becomes performance. But as I grew older and began forming my own worldview, I started noticing what I believed were inconsistencies in the Bible and in religion generally. Eventually, I reached a point where I declared I would never get baptized. Still, somewhere in the back of my mind lingered a fear that had been planted early: unbelievers burn in hell. So even as my beliefs shifted, I never fully let go. Fear has a way of keeping a small room inside you permanently occupied. Then, in 2006, a pastor named Dan Smith visited our university during a week of spiritual emphasis. To this day, he gave some of the most beautiful sermons I have ever heard. ...