 This is how I got burnt out on Christianity. I became a Christian at a young age and from early on I was concerned with this idea of what it meant to be a good Christian, to evangelize, to read my Bible, to pray, to go to church, to do all the right things. I felt this looming weight on my shoulders that just wouldn't budge. Pressure if I made the wrong move, God's love for me would cease. I got to the point where I felt like giving up. Like everything I did was never enough. I felt like I was never measuring up. Christianity was my escape as I tried to prove to myself that I was okay. That was the Christianity that I experienced for years, but a few simple truths pierced my heart. God's love for His children is unconditional. It can't be earned and it can't be lost. Nothing can separate me from the love of God. My worth and my identity are secured to Christ and His work so I am invited into rest. God's desire for me is that I would delight so deeply in Him that my life would become a vessel of His living water.