Often, we carry a deeply distorted picture of God’s character. We picture Him like an old cartoon trope: perched behind a cloud, brandishing a lightning bolt, just waiting for the exact moment we slip, fall, stumble, or sin.   This toxic mindset keeps our struggles locked away, hidden far from the intimacy that only comes with true vulnerability. Like modern-day Adams and Eves, we scramble to cover ourselves. We might not use literal fig leaves anymore, but we trade them for masks, per...