Ever fear you just weren't good enough or quiet enough or brave enough or humble enough or beige enough to be a Christian woman? Maybe you just don't quite "get" what everyone has told you about living in faith? Maybe you figure your past already ruled you out. Or perhaps you still own a motorcycle or like twirly skirts or have a tattoo or secretly long to be a movie star and figure, "too late, too boring, for Christianity and me." Or maybe you know you are a Christian but spend most of your time fretting about the fact you're falling short, causing you to look like the faith you do have needs to be pickled rather than passed on?

"The wind blows where it wishes and you hear the sound of it, but do not know where it comes from and where it is going; so is every one who is born of the Spirit." – John 3:8 NASB

Pretty wild, huh?

Not for the faint of heart or knickers-in-a-knot type, but for those who dare. On Being a Wild Child of God isn't about being inappropriate; it's about be-ing a child of God, and all that a brave statement like that might imply.