(an excerpt from The R Word) I used to think the Holy Spirit’s purpose was to condemn us of every sin we commit—to nag us so much we’d drag ourselves back to the Father and repent just to get rid of His badgering voice. I can recall times when I felt so overwhelmed with guilt for doing the wrong thing that I begrudgingly would whisper, “Sorry God,” and stop. Or worse, I would keep on sinning while believing that He gets some sort of twisted satisfaction that at least I didn’t