Stripping away the religion to build a life I can truly live.
If you didn’t catch my breakup letter post (here) maybe stop. Read that. Then come back here and get a glimpse of where my relationship with the church started. I was brought up in church, started out as a quintessential baptist — at church when the doors were open. Being as church kid delighted me. Awana. Youth group. Choir. Christmas…
I want to let you in on a dirty little secret my most coveted treasure from childhood doesn’t look as it once did. What treasure is that? My faith. I have been on a journey of deconstruction for the last 3ish years. People hear that word, deconstruction, this visceral charge will pulse through the conversation. There are times when I…