Church – My Journey Pt. 3

I hesitate to write what I’m about to write, for fear of misunderstanding and repercussion. Words can easily be twisted by perspective while gracefully mangled by perception. My fear lays not in church members reading this, no, I’m okay with that. My fear resides in the ongoing battle of- Will people misunderstand? Am I hurting people? Will they judge me? Christians are saved, they are not indefectable. … Continue reading Church – My Journey Pt. 3

Church – My Journey Pt. 2

Church, my saving grace – a refuge from the storm. A young girl with no foundation, tearing at the roots – eager to know structure and stability. Faith and fellowship. Forgiveness. A Father. I never went searching for God – I don’t remember crying out for Him. There may have been a time in the earliest years of my life, but I doubt it. I … Continue reading Church – My Journey Pt. 2

Church – My Journey Pt. 1

Church, is where I would be sitting right now if it were any Sunday from 2012 to 2016. But here I sit, staring at the time, desperate to be free of my reflexive guilt. The shame of fallen expectations, mine and theirs. It’s always about us, and the all-consuming narcissism of acceptance seeking. Baptism Church, the place where I was baptized so long ago. I … Continue reading Church – My Journey Pt. 1